Empty
Sitting on the ledge
Staring out at sea
The vast enormity
beckoning, lapping at my feet
daring to engulf me
Blowing up my chest
Thoughts of you
lay upon my breast
and rest their sweet NOTHINGS
far from here
Images seen so clear
Clouded in the midst
Drowned out by sounds
unthinkable
but thought
Laughed at by phrases
never spoken
but muttered
Faltering with every breath
The ledge gives way beneath
Falling
Engulfed
Drowning in the sea
within my head
You reach out to me
Enough to save me from myself
and the emptiness beneath
Enough to keep me safe and sound
So you can then retreat
Enough to keep me coming back
Too much so I can't see
The blindness that has hold of me
Is just an empty sea
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