Vacant Space

my daily routine is put to a halt, so
is the rest of senses.
taste, sounds, sights, feelings, and smells
become numb to me.
without you i'm unsure of how to go back
to life before there was an us.

an alien to living without you. having
to being life like an infant.
even so, i still have no feeling,
no reason for moving.
you were my reason. since that is no
longer you. what is my purpose?

things that used to satisfy my wants,
now disinterest me.
items aren't physically there, but only
an image
flavorless drinks. highless herbs.
texture-less food.

attempts to continue "life", but none
of it seems real.
a familiar feeling of what i once felt,
but there's nothing.
no emotion. of any kind for the things i do.


like you, meaning is gone.