Empty

This empty space
 Cannot be filled
 Your kind words bleed right through me
 And I could cry but I'd only lose my tears
 Just another form of release
 Release what
 I'm empty
 You could pass your hand right through my body
 And touch the wall behind me
 But who, for all my emptiness,
 Who would have the strength
 To lift me up?
 My faith
 In mortal man is badly bruised
 The gods have proven to be deaf
 Or else they have a perverse sense of humor
 Apparently these are European gods
 For there is nothing funnier than a
 Fat man in a tutu