Sometimes I feel empty. A despair, falling,
like a vacuum that pulls me into it’s bottomless abyss.

It seems to begin in my throat, where it catches hold of my breath,
and drags it deep into the depths of my being.

sometimes I look closer,
at this fall, despairing.
And sometimes I feel like I am not empty.
Rather, I am overflowing.

Overflowing with a wanting,
that will rise and engulf me, fervid and rife.

Author: emphadiate

Med student, chai lover, avid reader. Daydreamer extraordinaire. Slightly imbalanced.

4 thoughts on “wanting.”

  1. It’s incredible how you’d never even know you’re feeling a certain way unless you read Hadia’s blog. And reason you never knew was cause you didn’t think it was possible to put it in words. Am I making sense? No! Bottom line: Bloody brilliant, you are!!

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