Feeling hollow, emptied of all feelings and senses,
wondering what has happened to cause this reverse in
my being.
Music is continuing to drape my mind, yet it seems
to be standing back - as if it's waiting for something
to happen.
Having no clue, just sitting and thinking independently
of all of it.
RoseAnn V. Shawiak
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/feeling-hollow/
