Descending into the darkest chamber there,
I walked in quietly and sat in my chair.
I looked to the fire's empty flame,
and knew I would never be the same.
Just like a soft autumn breeze, it left me.
my feeling...my emotion...all are just empty.
I can't understand this...but I really don't care.
I'll just sit in my chair and into the fire I'll stare.
Lonesome silence dancing 'round me...
Confusion altering my mind to see...
My fears tingling beneathe my skin...
I think I'll scream but I don't know when.
Crying...clawing...trying to escape
I worry I will never reach the gate
then nothing...I feel nothing now
like I have grown numb somehow
my world silenced...held still
leaving me here unable to feel
my cries for help go unheard
if only someone could hear a word.
-Amanda S. Loving
sadness...emptiness...feeling shut out from the world...we have all felt that in our lives. This is a poem more about feeling shut out from yourself...from your heart...your spirit...and hoping to find your way back.