Empty/Mirror
The Empty is on me
The Empty is around me
Forever stalking me
This void is in my hair
I watch the corners
Of my eye
For the void
Empty that is my lie
When it reaches out
And grasps me tight
The Empty takes with it
I
See yourself standing
There in the mirror
Watch and stare
How bare
Presented to the world
Without a soul no more
What an affair
Unable to move
Cry or fall
You notice the little things
Text off center
And a bug on the wall
Why is the world
Seem so small
And it all comes crashing back
Your soul, your mind, your sin
Falling downward
Fin.
6/29/20 – Andy McRae
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