Poems: Emotions Seeping Through

Pull of Emptiness

Emptiness was the only thing left,
Everything is gone because of some theft.
That someone may have robbed me of my existence,
But I didn't showed any resistance.
Carefully handling this,
Because this is my last piece.

Blank became a matter,
Of this emptiness which I cannot utter.
Nothing comes in,
Just because of the past I have been.
Emotions that I have now felt,
Are only a facade I have built.

A void resides in my heart,
Where only darkness became my part.
Now as I am sinking too deep,
I allowed myself to delve just as like I am asleep.
The gates of abyss welcoming me,
I just entered not knowing if it has a cost or just free.

-SaCr1f1CeR