The Void

A broken heart floats on a crimson sea, taken out to a red abyss. its bleeding A vacant place, a void with in,  a longing that cant Be met it's needing arms are heavy almost numb,wanting to,yearning to be reaching the Eyre of the bone not fulfilling ,the empty space growing, its leaching hands no longer holding dying to be touching, dying  to be touched not finding, not feeling,not knowing yet the desire  is to much  the mind is empty as it wanders, trys to ponder,the meaning the reason for it all as it spins through a celestial black pool, cascading into no where destined for a fall a space that once was full, once was joyful once excited to greet the day a life of promise, of hope and learning now lays stagnant soaking in decay