My formerly vacant soul

Now joyfully overflows,

Weighed down and unworthy

Oversweet and soft

–

A fever runs through my mind

And my veins burn hot

Crazed, dazed, and half-drunk

A wisp away from collapse

–

Familiar voices bloom

In the once vacant spaces

I’ve cleared through the years

To melt away from time

–

The once lonely spaces

Are now crowded and alight,

No longer the haunts

Of some silhouetted sorrow