I feel an emptiness.
This emptiness that is bland,
That is hallow,
Above all should be null and void.
The loneliness that suffocates.
The type that makes you less than you.
No title to this suffocation.
The sadness that bleeds from your aura.
It radiates from your body like a disease,
Spreading to others infecting them.
There is no title for me.
My mangled body twisting around.
Clawing at your back and chest.
Can you feel my pain?
Can you feel it tearing you
Like it does me?
I want to scream your name.
I want to poison it,
I want to take your title away!