Emptiness
the sense of lacking something.
It drives you crazy,
just laying there night after night,
staring at the ceiling of the room,
or getting lost in thoughts while out in the wilderness.
Fanatic thoughts,
about things that might not even happen or won't exist in a couple months.
But you still lay there, thinking about the many things you would normally tell people, not to obsess over.
You know it isn't healthy, this behavior, but you do it anyway.
But why do you do it?
Why can't you control the chain of thoughts? Why is it so hard to stop?
And the worst part is the feeling doesn't seem to go away that easy. It takes its time and toll. You are left with nothing in the end. It is not just the feeling anymore. It's you!
