Empty

I feel so empty,
An aching cavern lives inside of me.
A dead form of living that
Just won’t go away.
Is there no end to this?
Or do I just expect an end too soon?

This emptiness gnaws away at me,
Pulling me down from the inside.
Heavy despite its vast sense of nothingness;
There is no respite.
Will it end?
Will you please fill this void?