I hunger

yet more than food

I thirst

yet more than water

I sleep

but am not rested

I give thanks

but am not welcomed

Something more

beyond my grasp

Human

but I am hollow

where a heart once beat

only wind skirling mournful

where thoughts once bred

now only darkness

I was

now isn't

I breath

but there is no

life

I feel

but nothing.

Poem © Mark Forsyth