Empty

Here, I sit,

Amidst all shadows,

With all sunshine withdrawn,

And confined,

I embrace the empty feeling,

That diseases my heart,

Tearing it apart.

With rhetorical questions piling up,

Every challenging day,

Was but a struggle,

To kick out that loneliness.

And insane as I was,

I engaged in battling,

With that voidness,

That had now possessed me,

And stripped me off myself.

Eventually letting the old skin peel,

I lost myself,

Far from realization and return.

Isolation was now,

The only companion,

Caressing her,

Lonely friend.