Empty

There are no songs to sing
There are no words to describe how I am feeling
The brain shuts down
It doesn't want to think
The body lays restlessly still
Relentlessly trying to keep itself from falling
The best I can do is scream
Piece together words that have no meaning
Dance and pace around the room
Pirouette from one corner to another
Stab my fist against my chest to make sure the heart is still beating
Taking a deep breath to make sure I am still breathing
Forget for now about the songs and words that escaped me
They do not matter any more
Yesterday, today and forever is now
I have plenty of time to think

-The Other Side of Glory-
Saigon