Like being at a funeral,
when there is no corpse,
Like being at the wake,
when no one has died.
Like attending a buffet lunch
without the food.
Like being invited to a party,
and no one else is in the room.
Like having a banana split,
without the ice cream.
Like having a relationship,
with no one else to share your dreams.
Like going to work,
when there is no more work for you.
Like living a lie, and believing it is true.
Like looking in the mirror and not liking what you see.
Like waiting for an inheritance
and knowing you’re not in the will.
Like feeling sick, yet never actually ill.
Like sitting in your car wanting to go
and the fuel-gauge is showing empty.
Like waiting for the rain in the middle of a heat wave.
Like wanting to fight when there is no one to hit.
Like needing a hug when you have no one to love.
Like coming home at night when your house is empty-bare.
How many ways are there to describe what you feel?
When all you have done has just disappeared.
When all you believed in has walked out of there.
How can you describe the emptying of your Soul?
How does one share the despair of such a time?
When all you have achieved can no longer be believed.
When the ones you have loved have moved on or fled.
What rhyme or reason can appease the bottomless hole?
“How are you” means nought except what for?
Like a bee with no hive, a life with no purpose.
Like a tree with out birds, a dog without a bone.
Like sitting alone by a phone that never rings.
