Empty Poem by Kelly Batson

What should I do when empty takes over?
No one will tell me, they don't understand.
Just puzzled looks, a suggestion for therapy
Counsel to take a pill, try harder
How do I traverse this void,
When I have no bridges
How do I explain the feeling of nothing,
To those who don't need to feel anything
How to explain the craving and hunger never fulfilled,
To those who would eat anything
How to explain loneliness to those
Who would content themselves in the company of statues
To be acted upon when convenient
And thrown away at every dusk
How to explain this empty
My poisoned reality