the void fills everyday with empty,
full to brim,
the edges with no borders,
my days make no sense,
Just like my life,
Hours running yet at a standstill,
A loophole that I’ve been stuck in,
The same I was stuck in as before,
for my freedom I would do anything
I would say,
and now I wonder if it was worth staying alive for,
Everyday I try to build myself up again,
From the sunken grounds upwards,
but the days fill with dark green and black,
and I eat filth,
I am tortured by the absence of abuse,
Now there is all this space I have to fill,
The days are scarred in emptiness,
My head filled with clouds of confusion,
And all I have left is my body walking blind,
Praying upon my Dreams