I've written a poem. It's depressing, the child of depression. I feel better now.

[chochiyo_sama]

The Void--a poem

Yawning at my feet--
        An abyss
                  Blacker than night
                  Blacker than black
                  Bleak and black
                 
It sprawls before me--
          Universes could be swallowed whole
                     Lost without a trace
                     Every last dust mote consumed
                     Devoured
                     Lost within the Void


Empty
         Though it has devoured Everything
          Still it hungers...
                      Life
                      Dreams
                      Hope

All lost
             All sucked into the dead, cold nothing
             The nothing that is the void.
                         No matter how much--
                                       How much it takes
                                       How much it swallows in chunks it rips from my soul
                          It is insatiable

And still it crams its relentless maw
                      and eats
                               and eats
                                        and eats

It eats until 
             silence
                     light
                           darkess
                                    even space itself

Are gone


The abyss at my feet  
             The abyss in my soul.
                            The void, blackest and bleakest,
                                         Immense  and implacable
Unfolds itself--
             stretches out its massive tentacles
                         Engulfs my heart
                                                    my soul


It takes everything but consciousness
That is left--inexplicable--to know

The void is inside.

The void is outside

There is nothing but the void

And the terrible, terrible ache of longing

The emptiness

The void.