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I am empty like an old soda can,
nothing could ever hope to fill the void,
my life has become meaningless now,
i went against my own self,
opened thhe door to my own hell,
and shatterd all hope of regaining,
trust... a small four letter word and yet,
love... another small word..
this world is built upon words,
a world without meaning without soul,
but it was my mistake i let her in,
gone now is she not even a parting word,
as i twist and writhe in agony my heart is layed bare,
the wounds of the past mix with the present,
to form a new shatterd whole.... and yet,
even in this pain.. i wonder if there is,
still hope...