The return

Sitting lifeless, in a state of brood
confines so cold, and emotions so crude
that is when I hear a knock
picking up the splinters and unwinding the lock
I pick myself, rearrange my bits
moved forward emerging from the pits
Inundated with second thoughts, hesitation in gait
what's on the other side, I followed the bait
With trembling hands I open the door
and I see my old friends - humanity, love and a few more.
The void had killed me a thousand times
and conscience spurned by demonic chimes
My existence bled everyday caught in a timeless maze
how I wished they were back to rid this haze
Bedazzled I stand, and anxious to invite
for the first time I'm gonna love, and I'm gonna love their deride!