when i think of this feeling
i see grey
i see white
i see black

i see everything
yet nothing
and all that lies
in between

empty is this feeling
and empty is its colour

void of essence
void of presence

the hues no more
the smiles long gone

in its place
lies memories
tainted with tears

that lay transparent
a lens to nothing more

for everything is nothing

and this feeling
shall always remain.

alone.