The Empty Space
He followed me again today.
This empty space won’t go away.
He walks behind me if I roam,
His cold black void fills my home.
He followed to into the store,
His vastness stilled me to the core.
He followed me around the park,
He stole my light, he stole my dark.
When I laid upon my bed,
His empty silence filled my head.
He filled my soul in every part,
His coldness crept into my heart.
If I run or if I hide,
I always find him by my side.
Any though I beg him not stay,
This empty space wont go away.
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