Negatives

Shades of concrete 

Blind spots in the still of the day

The fluids have drained

Thick black shadows

Lined with grey

What once was

is no more

Whirring whirring

How long ago did you pass

White noise

empty hum 

An existence so cold

Drifting into nothingness

Reviews

[Stephen]

I feel the same right now, drained. I feel the emotions behind the poem. Thanks for sharing your expression

[jacob erin-cilberto]

sometimes life becomes "an existence so cold/drifting into nothingness"
and that is where we drift..when what once was, is no more...i see a draining of emotions here, and that heart becoming concrete...it happens way too much---but part of life i guess.