Sunday, December 18, 2005


I'm up too late once again.
Sleep isn't coming for me.
My mind is a whirl of emotions.
I can't think straight.
I reach my hand out for you.
Just to touch, to feel, to hold
I don't want to be all alone here in the dark
Reaching out, reaching out but you're not there
There's nothing there
I'm incased in the nothing
I'm here alone in the darkness
It's oh so cold here in my room
I can not find the light
I'm reaching out but all I find is emptiness
It is so thick I can not move
I'm running in a pool of wet cement
The emptiness pulls at me, encasing me
I can't escape from the vastness of my pain
It won't let me go
I sink deeper into the darkness
Engulfed in it's vastness I disappear

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