Alone

No Hunger
No Thirst
NO Feelings
A sense of lost
I live. I breathe. I don’t feel anything.
What am I doing?
I look around and I don’t see anything familiar
I turn, I look, but I don’t see you.
I cry – NO
I smile- no
I speak- no
I do not feel. I am cold. I am hollow. I am Alone

by Batsygirl Quintana

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