Emptiness comes visiting every night.

I have tried to think, to reason why

What gap, perchance, escaped me, what sadness I forgot to fix.


And as I stumble every night, without an answer for my friend

I must lend him a bit more of my strength.

My friend, for all my quiet nights, for all my nights of solitude.

Of knocking around inside my skull till the echoes die into sleep

My friend, Emptiness.

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