A dark hollowness within my vase
Nothingness prevails underneath my skin
Battling despair in myriad ways
Empty and hollow, with no soul within

No thing pains but the nothingness pains
No sight perceived, can't feel nor sense
No soul runneth in my vessels and veins
Despair befalls me thence

Be that space, perhaps I return a whole
O, fair love, bestow and give
In my senselessness, pour in your soul
For I long to see, and I long to live