Hollow
There is an echo about me
Silence sinking into my surroundings
Wooden floors,
The walls,
All seem to call out
In this muted tone.
I lean back here
Sliding further into the couch cushions
Thinking,
Hoping,
But mostly allowing this
Letting this void fill me.
Been empty for too long
Knowing this now,
Has stemmed a ache within
Something I almost would give anything
Anything at all to quench.
Why my thoughts fall here
I may not know.
This silence,
The vague echo of nothing
Should lock me into sorrow
Longing
Even fear...
It usually does.
Closing my eyes,
I wonder why not now.
What has caused such a change
A welcoming calm within?
Nothing makes a sound
No noise of walking feet
No voices
Can not even hear my heart beating
Yet somehow I feel them
I know that even in this numbing moment
Even I can not remain hollow forever