Feeding the Empty
Feeding
the Empty
Why is it so difficult not to hate?
What chemical breakdown,
Has so poisoned you,
That you have gone blind?
Once, you had neighbors,
Friends and
Family.
What made it so easy
To cast them away?
Was it the red-eyed screaming mania?
Was it the cool junk you can buy?
Was it the promise of retribution
For slights not done to you
Or anyone you know?
Was it the promise of blood?
Each of us has the black hole within,
The hungering void.
Each of us has the empty
That will not be filled.
To feed it
Requires all our energy
And only returns frustration
Anger
Resentment and eventually
Hate.
Is this where you are now?
Lost in your empty?
Blood will not satisfy.
It will only grow into a lust for more,
Until there is so much,
That you will drown.
And you will still be empty.
And you will still hate.
And you will still have lost friends,
Neighbors,
Family.
And you will wonder why.
But there is no answer
In the empty.
Each of us has the void within,
The hungering black nothing.
Feeding it does nothing
For it is endless.
Give up your hate.
It is consuming you
And has nothing to offer in return
Except more hate.
There are better wastes of time.
Cliff Lake 6/10/2024
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