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)