I Feel Nothing

They turn their backs on me

one by one

There is no setting of the sun

I close my eyes, thinking “They surely must be done”

I look up

And they turn their backs on me

one by one

By now, I thought they should be done

I hear whispers in the room

but the silence renders its doom

The whispers get louder and louder

and now they are just screams and shouts

I see nothing and feel just the same

except maybe the greatest of shame

I sigh and wish to close my eyes

but they are heavy and broken with ease

I feel nothing inside of me

They turn their backs on me

one by one

and I can feel the pain inside my chest

growing and growing

But nothing do I feel inside

except for emptiness and longing to die