HUNGER FOR THE VOID

By Samantha K. Collinson

I wonder what will lift

this siege of suffering,

quaking inside my shards.

You betrayed the depths of

my hollowed soul

when you abandoned my innocence.

I yearn for the fullness

that the sun might bring

to the wickedness of your departure.

What can I do but sting

in the shadows,

as each new soul is born?

I wait to snatch their frailty,

and weave it into my sullen dome,

to feel—once more.

You have undone me.

But I will devour all

to get to you.

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