Devoid of Love (poem)
 

The night falls as if slain by the sun,
cold and alone we are.
The god for which you sacrifice
yourself
Flares once, then dies,
Devoured by the abyss.
All hope must sicken and die.

Your heart beats no more/
How could you leave me?
Our dark thoughts surround us, crying,
Save us from ourselves.

I've always like the word 'abyss' and the huge pit of emptiness and dread a feel when I read that word. I hope that if this is how you feel, then love is around the corner waiting to feel your abyss in your heart.

Sophie.x