The biggest antidote to the nothingness inside
Is to focus attention elsewhere
Create something
Make something
Learn something
Write something
And when all is said and done
At least there will be that
Something
In the nothing.
The biggest antidote to the nothingness inside
Is to focus attention elsewhere
Create something
Make something
Learn something
Write something
And when all is said and done
At least there will be that
Something
In the nothing.
I try to cling on to a hazy puff of smoke; but as I watch the trail breeze into the wind and away from me, I know that I am getting what I deserve, an infinity of emptiness, and it is everything I deserve.
I dreamt that I could reach out and touch you
That you were right there next to me
And then I woke up to an empty bed
It was romance I was after
Candlelight and care and love
Intimate moments
When eyes meet eyes
And skin touches skin
But all this world had to offer
Was emptiness and lust
And the craving for what should be
When what was held out
Was everything
That it was not
Days come and go
Nights roll over and over
Erasing any thoughts I thought
Numbing any feelings felt
Passion remnants
Dissipated