Falling like a snowflake,
melting in the spring
I pry my eyes wide open
to feel the familiar emptiness.
It’s in my heart
It’s in my conscious
Maybe it’s always been there.
Emptiness is all encompassing,
swallowing me whole like a snake
eating it’s first meal of the day.
It slithered into my life suddenly, or so that was how it seemed.
Perhaps it trickled in through little cracks, invisible entry,
a ship carrying emptiness adrift.
Emptiness is loneliness, numbness, hopelessness, darkness.
A resounding fall from a high mountain top
down into a pit of rock and gravel.
Scraped and broken, torn and bleeding.
I wasn’t prepared for this at all.
I wasn’t prepared to sink; to fall.
Photo from Pixabay.com, by Pezibear
In honor of May being Mental Health Awareness Month.