Something is missing

Something’s not right

Something is wrong with me

And I want to fight

It’s not pain or loss

Not stress or fear

In fact, the lack of

May be here

For most see one

But I know two

Reasons for the lines

Shining on the few

The hole inside me

Calls out from the grave

With the craving so stark

It’s hard to behave

Only a select know

How this story will go

Not fire-burned fate

But barren slates