When abysmal darkness reigns;
And ghastly silence draws near;
I am on the precipice
Of a terrible belly- melting fear.
Running, beyond strength
Beyond belief, beyond thought;
Battling in vain to shrug off
A lifetime of a melancholy I've got.
Circling the mind into repetitive patterns
Of yesterday, today and tomorrow;
Hoping the next day will rise without it
Any more sorrow.
But, I have had this nagging emptiness
For most of my adult life;
Space that drives me
Towards the edge every night.
First felt this hole in my soul,
Many and many a year ago;
Emptiness that drove me
From the motherly earth, AWOL!
Tried to fill the void with tomes.
But this space wasn't docile;
Yet steadying my thoughts into other things
Also proved futile.
I never felt alone, for within me,
Was a space ever present;
A place there is I would unknowingly, frequent.
Nagging emptiness haunting me
For most of my adult life;
Kuda Bondamakara
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