Nonetheless the loss you give after the gain you’ve consumed
What you for certainly give always echoes
Look…its empty and cold
Dark with no humor
Painful and bitter
Cold and hard to endure.
This emptiness you give holds nothing pleasant but awful chattels
Memories that I can’t get hold of, these sobs, this venom pain in my heart…
…these tears…
For so long till you bring back what you’ve stolen
This emptiness you gave
shall always remain a void for all these emotions to occupy.
Death…