L.C. McQuillen
15.12.17
What is empty?
Is it a slit in the wall of your heart and mind
that was never nurtured
or no one took the time
To look close enough
and watch for a while
If they did then they’ll see
breaks in the dust particles
that float around
to tickle the abyss
Just to remind you it still exists.
But the more the tickle begins to itch
the more it grows in length and width
and it hurts.
It cripples part of you that once was whole
and you thought you had that part
under control
but lately it seems this bothersome
gap
is growing a lot faster
than you can keep tracked
and filling it is become an
exhausting and hopeless task.
You find yourself dazed
and the world a little more blurry
not because you need a new
prescription
but because the effort of looking
for something or someone to fill in
this oblivion
is getting more trivial
But you keep walking on numb feet
as the empty seeps into your view of things
and when you’re not busy or distracted
all you can do is lay there and think
what life could be
if I wasn’t so empty.
Recently a blank mind
has desensitized the rest of me
and then sometimes I over think
because I should be satisfied
and I should be content
but looking back
will I see my life well spent?
and if not,, then what can I change?
what do I crave?
Someone to stop and really gaze
into my eyes like a microscope
magnetizing and prospecting
how big the empty is
and if they are the right size to fit.
So what is empty?
Is it a slit in the wall of your heart and mind
or is it a person who you cherish,
but still have yet to find.