I don't feel a thing.
Nothing in the air.
Stirs my blood.
Pain is not gripping my foot.
Joy is not burning in my soul.
The silence, is, perfect.
Nothing,
I am hollow.
Nothing,
The sounds of the world.
Around me, are haunting.
The breeze is the only feeling.
I am neutral.
Waiting for the emotion scale.
To tip towards love or hate.
A contest entry
- Emotion by Sharitti.
900 points, ended March 5, 12 entries
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Comments
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I really enjoyed your writting. Your flow and use of words was very well written. I could definately feel your emptiness you hold. Thank you for entering.



