You can see it in these eyes, I am here no more,

Just a hollow vessel lingering, that a soul once bore.

How to fill this void in me, this yawning chasm?

Art, music, literature, I've tried it all before.

I suppose there's something else that's missing,

Something one can't touch or see,

What else is left to try, what more could there be?

It hurts to want, my dear, it hurts to ask.

Perhaps I'm unworthy of peace, it's ever so out of grasp.

Is it always going to be like this? Forever behind a mask?

It all feels so strange these days, quite peculiar indeed,

A sea of friendly faces in sight, but not one when in need.

The void is taking over, my friend, I can sense it engulfing me,

Eternally tired, I tread these forsaken roads of mine

How long will it be?

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