- Non-Erotic Poetry
- The Void
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There is a place in my heart that has broken down, shattered like glass, crumbled like a brick wall. This place is a void, an empty void that is hard to fill. I fill this void with hate and rage, just so I can maybe feel hole again. No one understands why the void is there, no one understands why it’s filled with such rage. It’s hard it explain, and they don't have the time to listen. Things build in this void, and it never forgets, the hurt and pain, the loss and heart bake. It remembers always these things that torment me with in my midnight dreams. This void grows, and it burns in my heart, and its fire twist in my soul. This void as is almost too much for anyone to understand, for anyone to fill. And when I let them know the depth to this void, the weight on them is too much for them to bare it. Pain consumes my very person, and yet I choose to live on, when I know it would be much easier to die. I do not know why I live but only that I must, and do what I can to survive.
By: Sun Dragon
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