There is such a void,
A discipline like no other.
A dark space wanting to be filled, knowing to be filled.
There is such a lack,
Such removal of luster.
A space playing it safe I can do without.
What a whirlpool,
A grasping moment,
Grasping for no one that wants in return.
Remove the days of catapults
Of fake lovers.
Please, just remove yourself away from me.