Emptiness is a real thing. Deeply I feel it.
The big hole in my gut that I fill with my mind
Keeps expanding as I approach reemergence
Into spirit. Why didn’t I have enough sense
To prepare something of value to leave behind?
That I’ve been a hell of a person I admit.

Yet if I keep on beating this old drum I will
Prevent my moving forward. I apologize
For my past ill behavior. I need to let go
Of my shame and guilt. I can’t wait ‘til tomorrow.
I know that I’m human by the tears in my eyes.
My demise I hope will give my victims a thrill.

On the absence of something that might have occurred
Had I not been a certain way I’ll not focus
Because that will only prolong right here and now.
I can get to a better place and I know how
To do it when I need to. This is a big plus
To my credit. My salvation is much preferred.

I need to get my mind off of disappointment
And onto the feeling of evolving into
Something better. It’s an emotional journey
I must take but I can do it successfully
Even if feeling better is all that I do.
I can get anywhere by my conscious intent.