VOIDS
Do you ever feel hollow? Have you ever lost your will?
A pitch black void in your chest that never seems to fill.
Books and music and countless memories, devoured by the empty space,
Inscripted on your blackened bones or gone without a trace?
Do you ever wonder what it's like to feel alive?
To thaw your frozen heart and not just survive.
To hope for a cure, a miracle or maybe just stones,
To fill this bottomless void, or just to drown your soul.
- The Drifter