In the depths of night, I feel the ache,
This emptiness, a void, my heart does quake.
A chasm vast, consuming light and glee,
An endless yearning, haunting, yet so free.

Like whispers lost amid the boundless sky,
This emptiness, it begs the question "why?"
In silent echoes, searching for a start,
In longing's grasp, I feel my soul depart.

Through barren landscapes, wandering alone,
This emptiness, a river turned to stone.
A...