Void
By D G Moody
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Every night I take off my skin
and leave it beside my bed.
In the morning, I put it on again
to contain the void that I dread.
Inside my skin there’s nothing,
just an empty hollow space,
while outside there is that me
trying to show a happy face.
What will be shall always be
when, at my death they’ll see
there was nothing left of me to then melt into empty space.
© D G Moody 2024
(Image courtesey of Wikimedia Commons)
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You've captured something
You've captured something neatly here,
So sad to be afraid for others to know our real concerns and fears, though we can all share that fear to some extent. But trusted friendships so good and work both ways. The life felt must be protrayed to social media is a hard taskmaster too. Knowing God knows us through and through, and not trying to pretend to him is a good start. Rhiannon
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So often much of our
So often much of our interactions with others are performative - we do what we feel is required or wanted, and the idea of putting on a skin fits very well. A bleak vision, but sadly accurate.
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Have you seen
Have you seen the movies of the Hollow Man? Could be lots of fun use your imagination! You don't have to!
"there was nothing left of me to then melt into empty space'. Well, sounds like some or other best case scenario.
Nirvana
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I like this one.
Keep inspiring us D G Moody, Enjoyed it.
William E Alexander
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