I feel so empty inside, that there’s nothing left to offer anyone..
I feel so empty that the gifts coming my way go unnoticed
I ramble in the ignorance
n stumble over my arrogance
Wondering ….when will I feel better n this emptiness… why???
N then I see why!!
I see what let’s me write..
What helps me sing..
What moves me to dance..
N what makes me paint!!!
This emptiness has a way of moving through me..
Leading me to the whole..
Like the moon,
N soon leaving me empty again..
Only to rejoice in the overflow..
N if I had a choice to choose differently..
I guess I’d always choose the same
The madness keeps me sane after all..