Volume IV: The Empty Sky

Complete

Is there any way to feel complete?

Maybe if i do another thing

Or bake another cake

Or play another game

I might fill this gaping void in my soul

The part of me that knows my inevitable loneliness is apparent

And the part of me that knows its self inflicted

Or maybe one day i will be enough

For me

Or for another

It doesn’t matter anyway

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Truth

i hide within tasks and things

i hide from the truth

i pretend to be what i am not

i am unlikeable and cold

i am boring and growing old

i am the sky with no clouds

beautiful? maybe

empty? yes.

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Things That Will Always Be

When there is nothing left to hold onto

And the world is slipping from your grasp

Those who you relied on are false

And those who you believed in lied

And everything is wrong

The sun will still rise and the sun will still set

The birds will awaken at dawn

The moon will still shine

The stars will align

And the music will still be in tune

Although it seems uncertain

And reality slips

Hold onto what you know

There are books to be read

And stories to hear

And movies to watch

And people to talk

And people to listen

And kindness in strangers

And love from children

And though everything is wrong

And the world is falling apart

And the governments are collapsing

There is happiness

And that’s what survives

Though war

And fire

And flood

And weather

Though it is beaten

And bruised

And battered

It is there

Always

In nature

In rubble

In pavement

There is love everywhere

You just have to look

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Heroine

The world is collapsing in on itself

And i feel alone

So alone

But maybe there is a way out of this mess

If i hold onto what i know

My grandfather taught me patience

My oma taught me love

My mother taught me worry

My father ttaught me humour

And my brothers taught me rough

I taught me perseverance

And i taught me strength

And i taught me how to get back on my feet

And i taught me that i’m the strongest person in the world

And i taught me that although the world is ending

I can save the day

Because im a hero

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