The Weight of Emptiness

 

I am empty with heaviness.

The heaviness in my heart

In my womb

Empty where I should be full

The void runs so deep

Hollowing out my veins

Bleeding me dry

The hemorrhage that won’t clot

The blood pounds a cadence in my eardrums

Swells to bursting in my throat

Pools in my chest

I am crushed by a hole that can’t be filled.

(written October 14, 2012)