Sitting Staring

Sitting staring at the screen
All the feelings I need to wean
On my friends I have to lean
All the plans that were foreseen

Sitting staring at the wall
Was that a ring of his call
Just a phantom that is all
Another step and then I fall

Sitting staring at the floor
That can't be knocking at the door
Of my heart that is no more
I'm devoid of feelings to the core

Sitting staring at the keys
All the words he never sees
I shake and quiver to my knees
Life is nothing but a tease

Sitting staring at the screen
No more feelings to careen
No more feelings to be seen
None loving, caring nor even mean

Apr 17, 2000
9:00 pm