That place where there is nothing
good nor bad
darkness nor light.
A vacuum -- self-contained
nothing enters
nothing escapes.
There's a hope
that sits outside the door.
A desire to resolve the
empty space in my soul
where you once consumed.
Swearing to love never again
in a vain attempt to gain
peace that would never entice
or ever suffice
for a learned experience
achieved through heartache and pain.
Here, I feel lonesome and plain,
seeing each day
with different eyes
I never knew I had.
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