the empty spoke

      
there has always been an emptiness inside me
a loneliness that none can fill
nor drug or person has any affect
      
it sits with me in the morning hours making me ache
when I'm alone with only my thoughts and it
      
it's a melancholy that I can't wrap my mind around
it's a feeling that alcohol increases
it can't be drowned
      
black in color I've seen it in dreams
I catch glimpses of it when I close my eyes
the emptiness is there cradling my soul
      
I belong to him and him me
we are lovers from a time before
      
he was my beloved
I know he's there watching
without voice or human hands to caress with
my phantom lover the void
whom I'm well acquainted
      
he incites my passion and hunger
it always comes down to me and a porno
while I give him his own private viewing
      
then I became fed up one day
that's when the emptiness decided to break his silence
and with an echoing voice
      
said..
"you will never be fulfilled
walking in human form
you are my immortal love
I made you for just me"
      
you spurned me long ago
so I left you lonely
you reach to humanity to take your pain
but that hurt is what I felt
when you pushed me away"
      
"you will find all roads lead back to me
when you tire of running into dead ends
come home to me my beauty
and we will begin again"