Currently the days seem to pass by with this feeling of internal emptiness, like I want to say things but there is a blank space. A void that extends and retracts at different times, I never quite know when or how or why. Sometimes it’s just a day, sometimes longer. It feels all consuming this emptiness. Menial things might stick but nothing more, and original thought is locked away. This emptiness is isolating, and lonely, yet how does one communicate it?
[emptiness
the conversation flows, one sided
babble fills the silence though not awkwardly
just empty
there is talk about the day and the previous few
catching up
while there is a response it doesn’t feel adequate
more babble
the emptiness seems to be growing,
getting louder over the babble
ever consuming,
drowning out the babble, the possible internal ]