blank space

hole in my pocket 
so eager to fall through 
power, control it’s all yours..
love weaving together strands of emotions unknown
what’s in the abyss..
a glimmering light 
or utter darkness 
a soundless echo 
or sounds of delight.. 
makes my heart 
wild and vivid in a pale world 
to laugh, to cry 
accepting all the whys..
enchanted by the magic of the madness 
I must confess..