There is a void in me that silently shouts hello at people who claim to be in my life It screeches at those who have hurt me but they donβt really care It surrenders to all that was promised to me but never delivered It contemplates freedom or silence as it is indecisive about whether it should speak out or not It is enslaved by anger and fed by pain This void forces itself to sleep but anxiety wakes it up with vigour each and every single time This void reaches out to my heart but that felon turned a blind eye My brain trades places with my soul and orders my vessels to stop trying to be the good guys They try to fight but my brain wreaks with anger and orders silence upon them Blades of hurt beg for redemption but this void hears nothing Drops of internal tears touch the voidβs senses but it has grown too strong for anything to change it It has taken control over everything and my brain being the sergeant leads this void They march together to destroy all that is worth life within me All that is beautiful turns into grey dry petals dried up by savage terrorists These terrorists call themselves agony and torment They terrorise my emotions and cast discomfort upon them They try to escape through my skin pores but chains and shackles were whipped and girdled around them They cried for help but this void silenced them with a lash of frustration This void cut me deep and built its own palace in my soul and spirit Everything else was executed and my body failed to adjust to the new system hence breathe became less and less I found myself lying on a floor full of pictures Pictures of my childhood and family I gazed upon them and sorrowful tears ran down my cheeks I am donned with a void that took my life from me Bygone I am