VOID

i wonder why i feel this way

This feeling of emptiness won't go away

I have tried to express myself

But they feel I'm selfish, self-absorbed, self concieted and everything that involves self

I have tried to "go out" of my comfort zone

In a bid to experience new things, be in the "zone"

put on a personality that felt alien just to "fit in"

Been at the latest hangout where things are popping

All these and more just to feel this void that i can't avoid

I grew tired of it all

So I'm walking this road alone

Like a wanderer without a home

~

SM:

He wondered why he felt this way

This feeling of emptiness that won't go away

He tried to express himself

But they felt he was selfish, self-absorbed, self concieted and everything that involves "self"

He tried to "go out" of his comfort zone

In a bid to experience new things, be in the "zone"

He put on a personality that felt alien just to "fit in"

Present at the latest hangout where things are popping

All these and more he did just to fill the endless hole, a void that he couldn't avoid

He grew tired of it all

In a sheet of paper, together with the pen, his closest ally, he poured out his emotions. For he knew they would aid him without complaints. Everything was set, they would find the letter beside his cold body. They would weep and experience pain like he did, maybe even learn a thing or two from all his letter. All these thoughts ran through his mind as he took in the poison and began to shake. Finally, he was going to have some peace, some semblance of sanity. He closed his eyes as he prepared to die. Or so he thought.