The Void
an empty sky
this separation
a life gone by
an imitation
wax wings don't fly
no transportation
a longing sigh
last exhalation
when I reach out to feel
the empty space
a memory of nothing real
floods down my face
and I'm calling, calling out
I've been falling, falling down
just a voiceless, faceless shout
that the void rejects
the void reflects
the void won't pull me away
the stars shine on
a constellation
the line's been drawn
just a creation
that future's gone
infatuation
can't face the dawn
the confrontation
and I reach out to feel
the empty space
proof that this was never real
floods down my face
the void is calling, calling out
I'm crawling, crawling now
just a faceless, empty doubt
that the void accepts
the void projects
the void will take me away
the void can't save me anyway
and I'm calling, calling out
I've been falling, falling down
just an empty, faithless shout
that the void rejects
the void deflects
the void won't pull me away
the void won't save me today
(it was all fake anyway)