Drifting in the Vastness of Void…

Here I am, still wide awake at this time of the night. Pity that I can’t get myself to sleep… This feeling of floating of somewhere like an empty soul drifting in the vastness of void makes me feel at home once again. The same twilight that my body longed and my heart wished, embraced me as it gently mends my lamenting heart that was once shattered and never healed. Every spike that was left remained torn at my very heart as this blood continues to stream down covering my soul as it bleeds. The coldness of the night adds more pain and again leaves me the mark of emptiness within. The freezing breeze blows on as this body shivers as if heat never existed. Those tender hands that reached out never stayed long enough for my hands to touched theirs. This glass in my hand, it contains my cure. I touch it softly with my lips as its every drop I drink, provides me with the warmth I needed to survive this night. As darkness drains my every strength, I slowly watched myself fade away within my own memories that never grew weary of haunting me each night…