Null and Void

I remember when I used to wake
And always wore a bright and colorful smile
Yet I face just another grey eyed morning
That predicts another broken melody ahead

My heart is now but a book with pages
Some written, empty, and others worn
In the midst of all this chaos, I can’t remember
The last moment I felt truly warm

There is a vacancy reserved for one more
Another set of hands to wake my dormant glow
So that I may feel and breathe again
And take another chance down that risky road