There has been a large period of emptiness,
One with a void so deep and black,
That there is no hope in hell of ever coming back.
There has been a large period of sorrow,
Filled with an immense crushing pain,
Something that cannot be fought it’s permanent like a stain.
There has been a large period of breaking down,
When the nights have been lighter than ever,
But the darkness has dragged that away,
When the faces I haven’t seen in forever,
Are back and increasing each day.
There has been a large period of oblivion,
With no falling or tumbling down,
But this period is over now and I’m back on the ground.