For a little while now I've been aware,
that a feeling of emptiness has been growing
Like there's something missing.
I've used every moment I've had to spare,
to consider this absence,
now I know,
just what it is that's missing.
Whilst one one hand I feel relieved to know,
on the other I wake with fear,
realising just why,
I feel like there's something missing.
Because there's nothing I can do to fill,
the void which has grown,
and I stay living,
with something missing.