Challenge
Empty
Writing something that talks about empty. Things like floating in a endless void. Space or a black hole are some other ideas
Vacuum
Life ends in a vacuum
No one can call you home
It made sense to leave
The city was loud and filled with people
I didn't want to know
A black screen chewed all day long
On my miserable reflection
Scratching up white pages
With my meaningless jargon
And even when the highway was desolate
It echoed back to me
Night's stomach was always growling
With discontent of gnawing
On clumsy speeding tin cans
Lamenting the land it once had
Before we yanked the stars
From of its mouth
And the house I shared with you
Wasn’t quiet at all
Its stillness roared like thunder
The loudest silence I knew
I understand what it was only now
The noise of one
Being ripped in two
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