I climbed into his void like a womb
Still I tell myself he’ll return soon
Months go by it’s just me and the moon
I guess my words did not make him swoon

I wear his absence in a darkened shroud
Repentance for mistakes not allowed
I hover over him like a cloud
I kick and scream loudly as a child

I trust all the the time he is a liar
And I don’t believe he didn’t feel my fire
There is no cure to kill this growing pyre
Well he went away but he didn’t take desire

© Delia Ross. 2020

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6 responses to “Void”

  1. Nobody is doing anything for me. I live alone and secluded. Bought myself 4 cupcakes and gave myself a good pat on the back for getting this far still on my own. My cousin got my a giftcard in which I bought a PlayStation camera, gasoline, and toilet paper. That’s it!! I can still dream of cake so there’s that! 👍


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