Into The Void

Pain.

Hate.

Anger.

Despair.

I stare into space rethinking all of my life's choices.

The voices in my head whisper in my ear.

I ignore them, trying to hear the truth, my truth.

But who do I ask? Who has the answers?

Two more questions added to the mile-long list.

I wish it was easy.

Easy to know why she left, and where she went.

Why all of the people who are now memory didn't want to stand by my side.

Why?

WHY?

I'm angry and upset and in pain.

One. Two. Three. Four. I count.

Person after person has left, they create a giant elephant in every room I'm in.

At this point I'm not depressed or anxious.

It's... something different.

Like there is a part of me that is a pitch black hole.

It never ends, the more I follow the invisible light at the end of the tunnel the more it unravels.

I yell and I yell.

Screaming into the darkness, never getting a response.

No matter what I do, nothing changes, I get no answers.

The questions, the pain, the longing for something that isn't there, it never leaves.

All I can do is scream into the void.

The void filled with darkness.

The void filled with sorrows.

Empty of everything except for pushed away emotions.

The void that lives in my heart.

How do I make it go away?...