still, none the wiser (poetry)

empty

i open my eyes

for the first time

since i was born,

and before i even look

at anything,

i feel nothing.

the air around me

is stiff, offering

no more than

the promise of

unwilling breath.

i raise my hands

up in front of me,

attempting to find

myself, meet

myself once again,

in the same manner

you would an old friend.

but my eyes come back

as empty as the grey clouds

above me soon will be.

i look down to

where my body should

be holding me up,

and instead find white

cement being

painted with a wet brush.

the rain comes down

to meet me in this barren

land, and i am

glad for the cool, brief feeling

of water on the skin

i can no longer see.

i watch as the concrete drowns

in the tears of the sky,

and i stupidly wish

that i could go with it.

but i know somehow

that this place, this grey,

this emptiness, is forever.

i cast my gaze into the growing

puddle below,

hoping to catch a glimpse

of me, of a girl,

of anything.

but all i find is water

and sky.

where did i go?

-V

(<3)