EMPTINESS

This emptiness inside

Consumes all -

My mind, my body, my soul,

My heart.

I want to cry

And feel the tears

Of bitter-sweetness

Fall from my barren eyes.

But I am too empty.

Too empty to cry.

Too empty to think

Of the pain.

I try to sleep,

But time does not pass

With closed eyes

Or closed doors.

Mindful traces wonder

When burdens of

Nothingness

Are replaced with peace.

I imagine through the haze,

The way of bitter escape.

So swift and simple,

And yet so difficult.

This illusory feeling of nothing

Is but a disease

That consumes my life

With the stillness of passing time.