Space by space Line by line I look around and see.... Many shadows but no people Many parties but no music A dark sky with no stars or moon I see shadows and no bodies Running cars with no engines As newspapers blow with no writing. Am I dreaming is my thought But still to find myself Standing and looking Seeing so much With nothing going on. The conversation I'm having Seems to be very interesting To only find out I've been talking to myself. (Ring ring), hello....no answer With my palm to my ear I start walking to the other side It gets very dramatic as I fight through a crowd of protestors With no voices, hands, or signs. I entered a store.... It had no door, no employees, And no stock. So I entered the restroom.... No toilet and no sink. There happens to be a soda can On the floor so I picked it up Quenching with thirst.... I cracked the seal to find myself In disappointment and anger.... EMPTY I exited the dry store Back into the parking lot Now through the crowd Back to where I started To find myself stuck in my Own mind that is also absent. As I take one final look around.... Nothing No people No cars No me EMPTY
#Lost #Blank Seeing what's not there happens every day. More like imagination.