empty

So, one of the blogs I follow throws out one-word prompts occasionally to help writers. One of the prompts was “Empty”. I think of this, and realize that it is a pretty good description of myself right now. Lately, I’ve been feeling like I have nothing left to give. I feel like I’m putting forth…

Empty

Another night, lying in bed, searching the ceiling for an answer it didn’t have. Another night of talking to herself, asking questions with no answer. Another night of empty and idle thoughts. She wondered how perfection felt; wondered what joy was and if happiness ever existed. She looked over her bed and found him lying there, sleep taking…