Emptiness

[Mattie]

My feelings towards my tactic of blocking the bad memories I own.

Emptiness

Emptiness owns more than one breed,
shifting forms, even into anger and rage.
Mine sleeps inside of me,
a comforting friend.
A murderous parasite.
A deadly lover.

It lures me with promises of acceptance.
Of love.
Of beauty.
I run to it, hope flowing from me like blood,
only to find that its name rang true.
All it ever was, is emptiness.
It is all I ever was.

I am empty.

Hi

I loved this from the second part of the second line
when my mind changed the wording.
I hope you don't mind that I wroten a version
for many of us has kicked cans in our minds.
That's harsh I know.
I can't think of a title(Disable Smiles)

Your a good writer glad to have you around.
I'm new here my self.

Regards
Mattie