Empty.
My head is empty.
The darkest and quietest place in the world.
Not a single word. Not a single sound.
Even time doesn't exist here.
There is no time. Nothing moves.
Just. Sometimes. If you are lucky.
You can hear it.
You can hear a song.
With no melody, with no words.
A song made out of nothing, but full of so many things.
Feelings. Emotions. Movements. Time.
I don't feel love or desire, sadness or depression, anger or anxiety. It's all empty. I feel numb. I am trying to find feelings that left by listening to music, but it's not there. It's all gone. Everything is gone.
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