The Empty Space
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duskthoughts Empathy-The voice of understanding
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Tonight I sleep empty, for she’s embraced in the arms of another.

The Empty Space

I find my self falling

I find my self falling into the indents of the sheet

I find my self falling into the indents of the sheet White silhouette

I find my self falling into the indents of the sheet White silhouette of the place you used to sleep

I wrap my arms over,

I wrap my arms over, the emptiness left behind

I wrap my arms over, the emptiness left behind comfort by embracing

I wrap my arms over, the emptiness left behind comfort by embracing what was only in my mind.

Lost in the creases

Lost in the creases of a sea that feels so vast

Lost in the creases of a sea that feels so vast stranded with a memory

Lost in the creases of a sea that feels so vast stranded with a memory of what capsized in the past.

Replaced by an anchor,

Replaced by an anchor, breathing ardour came to rest

Replaced by an anchor, breathing ardour came to rest where waves used to kiss me

Replaced by an anchor, breathing ardour came to rest where waves used to kiss me as you drifted on my chest.

Painting with constellations

Painting with constellations like the ones we used to find

Painting with constellations like the ones we used to find pining to the moon

Painting with constellations like the ones we used to find pining to the moon for a chance to just rewind

Searching for your smile

Searching for your smile that was taken to the skies

Searching for your smile that was taken to the skies here I drown in sorrow

Searching for your smile that was taken to the skies here I drown in sorrow of the freedom in your eyes.

Sinking with the motions

Sinking with the motions apathetic to stay afloat

Sinking with the motions apathetic to stay afloat as I submerge into darkness

Sinking with the motions apathetic to stay afloat as I submerge into darkness on a quilted sailing boat.

Cursed with the promise

Cursed with the promise spoken as your last breath

Cursed with the promise spoken as your last breath desolate I drift

Cursed with the promise spoken as your last breath desolate I drift to mourning the lulls of death.

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