I feel like I've blown a fuse
Blind to the onslaught of emotional energy
It isn't as if they don't exist
They're boiling and flowing
Underneath the ice
Neuro pathways being permanently formed
I know I'm feeling something
My gut aches in that certain way
It's all so much television static
Trying to interpret patterns
The noise just overwhelms
Wave after wave of intense nothing
Peaks of sorrow cresting higher
Even though there isn't a storm
Day to day time goes by
Maybe the nothing will fade away
