The void

 
I see you when I fantasize,
I feel you when I'm dreaming.
I see the void beyond the skies,
Its silence loud and screaming.

I live the gift of life who gave
no time before the ending.
I sit and ponder on my grave
and feel your presence mending.

I see you when I suffer so,
your eyes right through me staring.
Where I've gone and set to go
into your darkest clearing.

I dread to wake and find you gone,
this cycle sick of riding.
Dimensions shift as demons spawn
the high in which I'm hiding.

I taste you when you touch my brain,
my bones and teeth are grinding.
I sense you basking in my pain,
of answers never finding.