Empty

It's all in my head

Sleepless nights and bitter dawns

Looking for

An understanding, an epiphany

For the feelings I cannot fathom

 

Pacing back and forth

Looking through the folds of the lobes

Of my mind

Electric impulses, somewhat biological.

 

Hasty footsteps sound

Towards the bathroom door

Inhale. Exhale

Dragging the blade across my porcelain skin

 

The calamitous realization

I finally understand

I am empty

 

The End

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