Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Emptiness



Sing me a song of gladness,
for there is nothing for me.
No sound, no hymn,
but silence.

Write me some lyrics of love,
for my heart has turned frosty.
no life, just ice,
not a hope.

Please pray for my wretched soul,
for within me a hollow.
My shining thoughts,
a shadow.

Ill feelings within my care-
suffocating angst and gloom,
as darkness boom,
evermore.

© Phoenix Montoya @ March 16, 2011
'Nothing remains.'