emptiness is full in my body shattered feelings spill through every pore I sit in the dark corner of my mind wondering will i ever be, will we ever see its not understood, the way it should be can we perceive ive seen better days, hanging on the cross lifeless misery, loathing for human loss ive seen better days, blinded by misbelief through time will we achieve tangled by fallacy
misbelief, better, seen, pore, loathing