(A song by Sidharth Vardhan,
first written on June 26, 2021)
They tell me I should laugh
They ask why I don't talk
The normal ones
They don't know it
They can't.
I have a void inside me
That I must fill
with words and noises
with shadows, songs, and
tasteless distractions.
I feel it inside me
Beating and crawling
All sentience and no
sensitiveness
A Promethean vulture.
It gnaws my insides
Forever hungry
Its never enough with it
This void inside me
A black hole stealing
colors, light,
and that effortless
lightness of things
which makes them smile
Those who know it not.
This void inside me
A black hole stealing
colors, light,
and that effortless
lightness of things
which makes them smile
Those who know it not.
A bottomless pit inside my chest
It sucks me into itself
With an unrelenting constancy
And with a dark persuasion
it tempts me with desires
of becoming
a forgotten part
of its almighty nothingness.
It sucks me into itself
With an unrelenting constancy
And with a dark persuasion
it tempts me with desires
of becoming
a forgotten part
of its almighty nothingness.
Copyright - Sidharth Vardhan
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