The Things in Life: A Collection of short stories, poems, songs, and more

Emptiness [Monologue]

Emptiness. Believe it or not, it's an easy thing to feel. I don't know how to describe it, but you know it. You know it all too well.

That feeling that you get when suddenly everything you do, no matter how little, seems to be a struggle. No matter how hard you try, it's like everything is suddenly lacking. You don't notice it, but it's definitely there. When you walk mindlessly and go about your day, and the only thing you know is that you're here, but you can't seem to come back from inside your own head.

It's such a constant state of feeling, that by the time you cone back to reality, everything around you has changed. And all of a sudden, you're not you anymore.

Everything you love to do is boring, everyone you love being around, you can't stand, and the smallest thing that made you smile, disgust you. Then you're stuck, having to play it all off, just to cry yourself to sleep at night, if you can sleep at all. You can't eat, you barely want to move, and the only thing that you're certain of, is that right now, you want shut your eyes.
You want to scream, cry, yell, do whatever you can to possibly feel better, but you can't. It's all stuck in this lump not only in your throat, but your heart. And it stays there.

You don't want to be alive, but you don't want to be dead. You only want to be able to stay inside your head for as long as possible, just to be able to find that small piece of mind you've been searching for.

But you know, that it won't happen. So yeah, I know you know that feeling.