Empty in agony;

it squirms


tears at your viscera,

your stomach,


Your heart-

Bores like a steel toothed parasite

Into your mind.

this is flat,

the dead

the black and hopeless cloud

that sleeps within your bed.

the tempest

blowing dark and dirty,

plunders light.

This cobwebbed attic,

the savage bite 

the silenced scream

the midnight scare.

the cruelest dream:

the terror of knowing 

no ones there.


Author: moonmaenad

Unskilled Navigator of this ocean we call life..somebody throw me a lifejacket STAT…or a clever and friendly dolphin

13 thoughts on “Empty”

  1. i am…
    maybe really far,
    and not always on time..
    but there,
    like the air…
    i’m there.
    when you can’t see
    when you can’t feel
    when you don’t hear….
    know what is there…
    My words, my care…
    I’ll be there.

  2. Me too!! There’s so many fake ass smiley face, new age narcissistic birdshit blogs on WP we need some kind of balance..some reality as opposed to pie eyed positive thinking drones who are afraid of real feelings..who love shallow not substance…

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