Thursday 23 February 2017

Void

Void.
A sense of emptiness.
When a friend ditches you.
Void.
A sense of boredom.
When there’s nothing at all to do.
Void.
A deep dark hole
Of absolutely nothing.
Void.
Loneliness.
Alone with everyone around.
Void.
A vicious feeling.
When all your trust is lost.
Void.
A very sharp arrow.
When none of your ‘comrades’ are to be found.
Void.
A type of inflation.
Too many feelings, too little ears.
Void.
A very cold corner.
Where the 90 degree joke doesn’t work.
Void.
Depression.
One that cannot be cured.
Void.
Bright, red marks.
Painful, yet no pain.
Void.
Restrictions.
Helpful, yet a bane.
Void.
An ostrich egg.
One as strong as a rock.
Void.
Destiny to the world
And the sufferer’s fate.
Void.
A world of distrust.
Hard to derive trust.
Void.
Tough to get out of.
Only requires a gust.
Void.
A clingy creeper.
Void.
Whose helping hand is a Reaper.
Void.
An irritating reminder
Of all the hardships you have seen.
Void.
An ordeal.
Moving on is a big deal.
Void.
A labyrinth.
An unending maze.
Void.
An indicator.
Pride is an acceptable craze.
Void.
At the exit,
It’s a paranormal phase.
Void.
Beyond the black.
It’s the bright wide world.
Void.
Looked down upon.
Forgotten, forlorn.
Void.
Four little letters.
That changed why you were born.
Void.
Rise above it.
Seek your lost voice.
Void.
Move ahead of it.
Regain that remarkable poise.
Void.
It’s all over.
No more looking back,
Void.
You shall inspire;
For ages and ages to come.


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