Void and Blackness
By: C. Burns
Written May 2003

Vacuous void in my soul
The one you helped create
Sometime small as a pin prick
Or as big as the space between stars.

I sometimes feel as if I�m sinking
Into the depths of this black hole
And I�m afraid that I can�t escape
I�m afraid of these unhealed scars.

I zoom back to memories from childhood.
Diamond shaped block not fitting into place
Could I be trying to fit it into the circle hole?
Desperately trying to understand, trying to learn.

Damn you for leaving me like this and yet not.
Would it be easier if you had disappeared?
Uncertain, unknown, like the blackness of space
But within the blackness, the sun and desire burn.

Copyright © 2003 Christopher Burns

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