l'appel du vide

A void within me calls wanting only what I've never had, but I've always seen. The taste of a possession so illegal, It's to die for. as literal and figurative as the jaws of the idea itself surrounding and consuming me. Oh, I've seen it. The ecstasy of true bliss multiplied only their best moments. The promise of nostalgia and a feeling of home. An easiness I've only ever felt before I opened my eyes for the first time to feel a comfort so promising that I ignore its temperance And someday I will ignore the oncoming illness and consume it as it does me.