The glass is empty, the moon does not shine 
my heart is empty, my body bruising from the emptiness 
the sun does not shine 
Although, I still miss you
the cold pillow next to me screaming for someone to lie on 
I turn to the wall so I don't stare at the void 
no breath, no heartbeat beside my own 
the blanket  covers me, yet I am still cold
I drink water, yet I am still thirsty
my darkroom is empty but your absence fills it 
I lay naked waiting for touch on my body 
the goosebumps on my 
neck,  my *******, to my feet
I go to sleep dreaming
although I wake up in a nightmare 
only to know 
this is my reality.