A void got created, something that existed perished in no
time when none wanted.
Who decided and who killed, who justified, who descended
to take away that’s once given.
All will be absorbed, eaten and sucked, sometimes sooner,
sometimes later.
But a void remains, shines and prides. I hate, you dislike,
yet it emerges and wins all battles that you ever fight.
Some talk, some stay mute and others write. Relief still remains far from all’s sight.
Run from everywhere and everyone, away and farther than you’ve
ever gone. The void grows bigger. A void that none can avoid.
While time heals everything, some old wounds pain more and
always remain. The void doesn’t eat it, leaves it behind, and doesn’t wash it
all. It fails, yet wins!
Who gave you the right? The one who gave you, it says. Abuse,
it never cares.
It goes on and on sucking up all you ever had, one by one
and leaves you with just its self. You refuse to take, but it’s all that remains.
A bloody heartless void remains with you, after you, like it
did before you!
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