The Nothing

What do I do with The Nothing?
What do I do with no pain?
How can I, how can I do anything
Anything at all ever again?
And yet I go on and on and on
Playing and laughing and talking
No pain, no pain, no pain,
NO NOTHING AT ALL
And I want to be in pain
I want to feel and feel and cry
Over how you had to die
And yet nothing comes, nothing
But THE Nothing, the chasm
The lack where my soul was
The hole were a heart used to be
For now I have Nothing,
And The Nothing shall swallow me.