MarronButterFlySenior Contributor
The Void
I feel like there are parts of me missing, like a jigsaw puzzle, as if there was a hole inside me, forced open, ridding me of the things I once loved, but like I think I was born broken. Nothing seems to fill the void inside me. This emptiness consumes me with no place to hide. No matter how I am with, it seems to follow, lingering for far too long it’s like an empty house. I fear I’m beginning to rot, forgotten, pushed aside. I no longer find reason or desire to keep going; I am being consumed but this nothingness inside me that won’t close no matter how hard I try. This aching loneliness persists taking hold of all that I am I have tried filling this void but everything I do doesn’t help I’ve tried stealing, gambling, drinking, self harm, shopping, eating, I’ve tried good things too like I’ve tried hanging out with friends and family I’ve tried watching things I’ve tried music if tried books and I’ve tried going to church and to youth I’ve tried reading the bible but nothing ever fills the void inside me I am broken always have been always will be. It’s in my blood it always has been