I try to look for a way to express the unexpressive way.
Yet when I look in my soul for a word to describe the emotional.
I find emptiness.
Emptiness being nothingness.
I feel like something is missing.
Yet what is missing?
I feel like a half yet at the same time a whole.
Missing but at the same time not missing.
It is nothing that I desire.
It is something that I need.
Yet all I know is that the existence of my nothingness, emptiness makes me feel whole but unfilled.
Whole but unfilled...
~C.Ø.