Tuesday, May 13, 2008
The Void
When it lies before us,
how can death not tempt?
The void it lies in contrast to the glare above.
The emptiness from loneliness fills the hunger of frailty.
Convictions from the present outshine the past,
the future finds an avenue of escape.
I am afraid, frightened by the void.
The same void I've held onto dearly.
how can death not tempt?
The void it lies in contrast to the glare above.
The emptiness from loneliness fills the hunger of frailty.
Convictions from the present outshine the past,
the future finds an avenue of escape.
I am afraid, frightened by the void.
The same void I've held onto dearly.
