My Abyss

What do you write when your heart is gone?
There's only Black, and you are alone,
Calm and still, without any life,
No more laughter, no more strife,
Just you and your sins to atone.

What you do comes back tenfold -
The hearts you broke, the promises sold.
It hits you with the force of a gale,
Tears - your rain, and Hate - your hail,
Batter you till you're torn and cold.

When on your feet you're back,
Looking at the bits of your heart hacked,
You know its better to feel no more,
Love and hate left outside your door.
Give in to the Cold, cold Black.