Drake un-coned part Two (because part one got deleted)

I feel so... empty
lost in my own,
inner abyss,
bleak skies match,
teary eyes,
hitting road block after road block,
stuck at a perpetual dead end.

Six feet down,
grey clouds block,
only light that may,
pierce through into,
my ever aching heart.

Betrayed myself,
betrayed love,
stuck beneath the price,
I can slam the tide,
until I'm worn,
drowned in my self.

This door is closing,
an empty room awaits,
where I will rest,
slip into a world of,
fantastic fantasy because,
reality is too cold for my,
sensitivities.

In that empty room,
my dreams will keep me warm.

In that empty room,
my dreams will keep me warm.

©2017 Abdul Batin Bey