Impulsive Emptiness
An empty shell
Desperate to be filled
But, its host is oblivious to the void
That lies within him
Running in circles
Searching for euphoria
At any cost
Discarding corpses along with way
Trampling on the bodies of those still breathing
That have no use for him now
He enters his sanctuary
To worship his God of pleasure
Experimentation with a myriad of adventures
Never results in satisfaction
Only causes him to hunger for more
Copyright © Courtney Dyer | Year Posted 2007
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