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 ]