The Hole

There is this hallow space in me,
A sphere of darkness and decay.
Slits of light
Know no entrance nor exit.
A silver lining glows faintly
But as I get closer,
It is violently snatched.

It springs no life
And shelters no beauty
This sordid,gastly masked field
That withers all that aspires
And contaminates all that desires.
It numbs all the sensations
Of a kiss,a caress..
This insidious thing,
A malignant malady clasped
Tightly around my soul,feeding..

Filled with greed
It lays unfulfilled by the
Jitters of gullible flesh,
The three futile words
Nor the compassion of a stranger.
This depression on my heart
Regurgitates all that
Claims to love me