Hollow void

Senseless feeling

Sudden emotions

Trickling on my back like sweat

Ebbing away into the depths of despair

 

Love, faded

Loved, mended

Hurt, pain simmering

Its a familiar feeling

A shadow of doubt

That has marred your life

Prevention.  A cure cure unknown.

 

Raw pain

Betrayal, looming,

Ready to strike again

Actions unjustified

But validated

Revenge,  twice, thrice

 

Why do we strive so much?

To build connections

To form spirits to become one

Yearning to fill a void

Deepened by constant trials

Trials that end, prematurely

Why do strive so much

For a few seconds of post orgasm bliss

 

Why do we strive to be filled

When we cant do it ourselves

Why ?

 

A movie script,  like a Western

Quite familiar

Scenes added the years

The backstory remains the same

Meeting ladies

Perfect at a glance

Quick to devour

Both their minds and bodies

And always bolting.

At the first sign of doubt.

Morphing into different characters

A noiseless scream for help

An invisible hand reaching for help

Putting on a face, and a suit

The face we show to others.