i don't know how to explain it,
there's no right way to convey it,
maybe i just shouldn't say it.
the truth is that i don't feel sad,
and i don't feel anxious
i'm not angry,
or impatient.
i feel nothing.
nothing but empty.
and not the dark, black, lonely nothing
more like a gray fading
im forever caught in the middle;
lost in translation,
as if time has been suspended.
but what's new, am i right?
