THE PIT OF EMPTINESS

The absence of logic
cushions our fall from grace.

                                                         Sanctity.
and yet we hold on
like grim death.

What I am trying to say-trying to make you understand that it
            is not this or that. What I'm talking about
                                                               WHAT I MEAN TO SAY...

Oh God why can't I voice it?

There is this place, in us, that begs is empty

of feelings. That can never be filled

with love or hope or hate or even death...

you can't put anything in it because it is uncomposed
it is bottomless- 

We live our lives trying to fill  a need, a desire...a purpose- a meaning. We deceive ourselves into believing we can find it...can find something to replace the void... 

You can shop for buy things to possess, to distract; to deceive you into believing you have found that one thing that makes you feel happy-feel whole. It is a lie.

WE ARE HUMAN, THUS WE WILL NEVER BE SATISFIED.

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