Empty

There’s an emptiness inside
vacated by the absence of
one departed
another oceans apart.
Try as I may
nothing could fill this ache
of not being whole.
Tears don’t ease it
laughter hasn’t chased it
it is just there
deafening
with its roar of silence!


rya
4.03 pm
23 September 2012

Pain

How long could you take a pain

that lingers forever after the wound stop bleeding,

and is it worse if there was no wound to begin with?

As you sink further into despair as it festers,

How long would it be before insanity takes you?

A never ending question to a never ending misery.

rya,

11.08 am

16 Sept 2012