It’s easy to be fine when you’re empty
yet a piece of my soul is missing
And everything can become nothing
But nothing is everything
It has to be real
It has to be me
With every attempt I continue to lie
Nothing’s going to fill that void
As we inch closer I close my eyes
Real enough, ok enough
Will I just give up again?
Refusing to succumb to what’s obvious and easy
Forming future memories with thoughts
Inching closer in moments
Dragging me to warmth
I tremble at the thought of your fingertips
I'm a lost little fool
wandering, searching
words always spoken and never said
Unwritten stories, In passionate events
It haunts me in the counterparts of missing sentences
Yet nothing’s going to fill that void
But I travel on and struggle
Gluing together puzzles
Embracing emptiness
I keep staring into an abyss of nothing
And all I remember
Is nothing’s going to fill that void