What it's like in the Void

The void is a place that exists in the mind There’s some who call it a prison, I’d call it a place outside of time That is, if it’s even a place at all.

Now, of course the void has time, If it didn’t, then I couldn’t make this rhyme. But it’s how the void feels is what I mean The cloud of the void is where I am.

The echo that I hear when I talk to myself, the hand on my shoulder that isn’t there. That is the void of which I try to avoid, But no matter how I try, I always get there.

It’s a sad truth that I face every week. It’s a truth that I simply can’t control But if for a moment, I sat on a bench, If someone came to sit, would I be fine?

Am I making sense? I don’t think I am. I mean the void is being alone, I mean the void is being at your party, but not feeling like it’s your own

There’s a good thing about the void, That is, that it can make you see. It can make you see the problems in life, And it can help you flee.

You see, the void promises comfort, It promises a place you can hide. And while others live in the void, I try to use it to thrive.