Void felt like An immense darkness, So vast… You see it at the corner of the room, Beneath the bed, Right after a cliff, Often encountered in the depths Of your fickle mind, Right after you listen to a sad song, Or post-arguments, Or encounters doomed with farewell.
But… That dimness was mostly shut down By thousands of pep talks, Self-redeeming songs, Healing quotes... Telling oneself: “You got this,” “It’s not your fault,” “You don’t make it worse,” “You were young,” And “You are enough.” As if they were prayers to the God of Joy.
Only — it’s a pointless mantra, A trick designed to make The brain feel good, As if deceiving is the right move, Like checkmate To glory. Yet, it’s not. It’s only a poison, a prison, Furthering you into sickness, Into never-ending pain And disillusions.
What we fail to understand Is… it’s fine to fail, To be lacking, insufficient, scarce, To stay right where you are, Without forcing half-baked truths, Or listening to Sweet nothingness that all will be alright, When you know: “It’s not,” “It’s worse.” And that’s okay. That’s plentiful.
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This piece was heavily influenced by late night wonders while looking at the darkened sky. So quiet, yet the mind feels chaotic. An irony indeed.
I like how your poem explores the theme of emotional emptiness by portraying the void as an immense darkness encountered in everyday life, triggered by moments of sadness or farewell. Nice how it contrasts this despair with ineffective self-affirmations, symbolized by pep talks and positive quotes, which are revealed to be inadequate and ultimately deceptive. The turning point emphasizes the importance of accepting one’s imperfections and the permission to feel failure and pain without forcing a façade of positivity. In doing so, the poem advocates for embracing authentic emotions and finding empowerment in vulnerability, suggesting that acknowledging the void can lead to a more genuine experience of life. 👍🏻😀 Great gif to go with!!
