Have you ever felt empty?
Lights dimming.
Black and white canvassing the area.
Holes. Deep, deep holes.
Your own suffocation.
Lost voice.
Holes. Deep, deep holes.
Have you ever felt empty?
Divided, torn, tarnished.
Your heart not broken. Dead.
Buried amongst the lost wishes and dreams.
Shattered hope. Emptiness.
No real idea of how or why.
Just lost, so very lost.
There are people around.
But they do not surround you.
There is no longer a reflection you recognize.
It's all warped, twisted, cracked.
Have you ever felt empty?
May 16, 2025
May 16, 2025 at 9:51 PM UTC
Have you ever felt empty?
Lights dimming.
Black and white canvassing the area.
Holes. Deep, deep holes.
Your own suffocation.
Lost voice.
Holes. Deep, deep holes.
Have you ever felt empty?
Divided, torn, tarnished.
Your heart not broken. Dead.
Buried amongst the lost wishes and dreams.
Shattered hope. Emptiness.
No real idea of how or why.
Just lost, so very lost.
There are people around.
But they do not surround you.
There is no longer a reflection you recognize.
It's all warped, twisted, cracked.
Have you ever felt empty?
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