• Emptiness is what i feel inside me,
    and unless things change thats how it will be,
    Forever and more till the days fade away,
    knowing that my heart will always decay,
    my missing part right there,
    ...behind a glass that does not care,
    unbreakable this barrier of mine,
    that it should be a crime,
    i bang my fists against it with all my might,
    never backing down from this never ending fight,
    finally the glass begins to break,
    and now i know this is the last i can take,
    One last time i punch the wall,
    knowing i can have my missing part once and for all,
    The glass shatters into millions of shards,
    so thin that they look like a deck of cards,
    but then the shards freeze in time,
    like they knew this was a crime,
    My fist begins to burn with pain,
    the glass i shattered was in vain,
    for they returned to where they were,
    through the skin and bones that were there,
    my fist flies back to me screaming in pain,
    and i wonder if i am insane,
    I stare at my most cherished gift,
    my hand i couldnt even lift,
    i lost too much and gained nothing,
    and i wonder why im breathing,
    the world is not worth living with feeling empty,
    so i wonder should i throw myself out to sea?