Deep in the midst of my soul and in my heart, I feel an emptiness. A complete and utter sense of being lost. A tingling sensation surrounds my outer self; as I am the lone planet in a universe of stars set in blackness.
Even deeper, beyond the empty hole, I am alone- alone to face this cruel world. The aching inside my soul only shows itself in a complete relaxing meditation, when all else is forgotten. Except the time:
After you walked out on me
I went around this room.
My head was spinning,
I took down all the pictures,
Snatched up your clothes,
Grabbed the bottle
We habitually share
And then another.
Anger suddenly overwhelmed me.
I tripped over your shoe,
Then threw it at the mirror
Which had reflected my
Shattered thoughts into
Tiny pieces.
The bottle was within reach
So, I had another.
I walked out into the street
Rain beat my face-
Much gentler than your fist.
My tears united with the rain
The road, as I beat at it screaming
Rose up to hit my head.
The one who carried me inside
I did not know.
My heart ached with
A hurt so deep,
Never to be healed.
Nonetheless, I am strong and can temporarily hide my sorrows deep within my soul. My sorrows are hidden for me to smile on the outside. Yet, on the inside, the constant swirling, dizziness of my lost soul, cries.