Null Empty Space and Cold.

Feeling a hole in me, I cannot deny
Feeling so away, I do not know why
Does anyone see besides me?
Or am I really feeding up myself with insanity?

It is null,
empty
and cold
this space in my heart
In my soul
Not in this body yet.
It is so full
of beauty
the words you told
for me when I am falling apart
No trace of control,
Dead, almost there.

It only exists when I feel that I have nothing inside,
Not seeing that I am brand universe within a old universe.
There is a tiredness within me of hiding, and forgetting that I am wide wild
Not exactly feeling what I need to, and, oh, walking on with the curse.

Is there any chance to hold on once more and feel good about it?
Because I have been feeling null,
an empty space and cold inside me
I wish I could see the future ahead
The right ways to follow in my head
No more lights in red
No more troubles in the end.

Through this body I use, one of my cravings is to feel thorough.