Vast Emptiness

There’s this hole in my chest,
So deep and vast,
Expanding for thousands of miles,
And stretching out to space,
Aching as the ragged edges try to stitch itself back up.

It is a void filled with loneliness,
The likes of which make one weep
And fills someone with despair.
It makes me want to throw up,
And just tighten the noose around my neck a little more.

Maybe one day,
I’ll find that person,
Who can be empty with me,
And we can fill each other’s voids.

That day isn’t today.