“There’s a big, gaping hole in my soul..
i keep filling it with words and illusions..
These words, illusions, keep falling through the gaps..
and nothing really fits the shape of emptiness..
Somewhere, standing around the edge of this well..
i keep waiting, to hear words and illusions..
hit the rock bottom, shatter and break…
And so, the days, the nights, the life goes by..
neither the void fills up making me whole ..
nor the fall truly ends to make me start all over again”