Poetry I encountered during my own 7-8 year "Dark Night", "Emptiness", "Rotting", "Void" period of my spiritual life, which was an extreme blessing in disguise. Very difficult... maybe not completely over... but so worth it all. I hope this helps you.
There IS light at the end of the tunnel. Know that!
Love, Love, Love
"I said to my soul, be still,
and wait without hope
For hope would be hope for the wrong thing;
wait without love,
For love would be love of the wrong thing;
there is yet faith
But the faith and the love and the hope are all in the waiting.
Wait without thought,