Sometimes there are just no words,
to describe that empty place that we feel inside,
that place we go when we want to hide.
It's when we feel a great loss,
a pain we cannot place,
or maybe a memory we'd rather erase.
The impulse of deprivation,
followed by agitation.
An impelling force of sadness
that if only we could describe,
maybe we could navigate some release
allow ourselves to let it go and find some peace.
In this moment I have found no words,
it doesn't mean I don't hurt,
it doesn't mean I'm without regret,
to me,
this place does say,
that without you I feel empty.