A part of you feels hollow
End to end nothing but a void
Debauchery creeps in
It often finds solace within
You don’t look anyone in the eye
They’d peer into your soul’s lie
And how hard you acting your own life
How long you’ve since ceased living
Another empty part of your grows
As if by magic, ensures you’re bereft
With it you swim to newer lows
And you-you don’t even know when to begin
Not caring
