Vacant

I'm in the endless cloud
light years from one end to the other
careening forever it seems
never reading
never writing

not feeling much of anything
anymore

If I may gain anything back
I would give away what little I still have
the stars burn away cosmic dust
and like that
the brightness of a few
have eroded
so much of what i'd built up for myself

The space between is expanding like the universe
ever faster
ever greater
And nobody ever beats the current,

Sometimes going with the flow
is a defeat
worse than drowning

You may think you see my humanity
joy, anger, sadness
but it is so vacant

Right now, I'm not here
I'm not anywhere
right now