My mind, body and spirit.

They're everything to me and they're nothing.

They give and they feed.

Mind, so full to the brim that it spills.
It spills everywhere, uncontrollably.
It spills and it's empty.

Body, it feels, it feels so much of you and it shakes, uncontrollably.
It shakes and it's numb.

Spirit, it floats, floats through it all, through everyone.
It floats and it's temporary.