“Are you okay?” How should I answer that?
I haven’t cried today, if that’s what you’re wondering.
In fact, I haven’t even felt anything.
Hours in bed stretch longer,
is it breakfast or lunch time? no, it’s dinner.
Days pass by without a hitch,
I don’t even notice the calendars switch.
A new year? That’s funny, how long was I asleep?
Even when awake, I’d lay in bed and weep.
Soft sobs but not wailing, I don’t feel the need,
just emotionless tears trailing down my cheeks.
Is it a memory or a dream?
I don’t know anymore, it seems.
To tame your worry, I’m okay, I’d tell you so,
but inside,
inside,
everything is hollow.