Thus there is no longer the longing
For a meal that my body craves
For a feeling my soul desires
For a meaning my mind comprehends
There is no spoon to my mouth
There is no love to touch my heart
There is no word to fill my thoughts
An emptiness I have started
With a promise to leave all good things behind me
Wishing that I only live in suspension
In this time and place
Only to know the here and now
Without all things that grant sweetness
For there is no sustenance for my well being
On this boat I drift along and alone