Theft from empty
I felt nothing
Sat in the absence of something
Time passed as light cut through glass
Dancing up the wall until dusk came to me
And in the shadow of the earth
I felt

I felt something
A notion of emotion stirring commotion
As pen leapt to hand and scribbled a stan
It needs no meaning
Only to be
Words in pixels to you from me

I made music for you
To teach my pulse to you
Lead your thoughts to something outside of you
So that you might feel something
When you sit in nothing

© Artemis' Arrow