My heart is but a void

Faint humming heard
On a cold and silent night
A girl seen from a balcony
Gazing at the black of the night
The sky held no star nor appearing moon
Yet she enjoyed gazing at the darkness of the dusk
Perhaps was it because it reflected her void heart
Full of nothingness and dim
Her heart was free from hope and exception
Like a living doll with no emotion nor movement
Waiting for the day of salvation
Free from the string that held held her desperately
She no longer prayed death
Since the god are never trusting
Perhaps her suffering was entertainment?
She did not care anymore
Nor envy the blessed one
As a cursed child
I shall accept this cruel reality
And wait for the day this heart
Full of anguish and despair
Finally rest