Swallowed by these empty promises
Choking on the bitter words
Sinking in the looming silence
Frozen by these empty hearts
Choking on distant memories
Sinking in the desolate haze
Staring through these empty eyes
Choking on the unseen tears
Sinking in the quicksand void
Walking through these empty rooms
Choking on the dusty air
Sinking in the heavy gloom
Alone, and empty

I could stitch the sky shades of beautiful
Hang sadness upon the horizon
Patch multi-hued joy all above
And place a bright light of hope on high
Like embroidery for the soul