I've never felt this way before
Surrounded by people, yet so alone
So empty; like a void growing inside me
Like an insatiable hunger
Hunger, yet no matter how much I eat
I'm still empty
I've never felt this way before
As if the vacuum inside me
Is slowly eating away at me
Like a rip in an airlock
An airlock soon to be ripped to shreds
By nothingness
The spiritual successor to a poem I wrote many years ago. One lost to time, sadly.