Empty

Empty, cold, gone

it hit like a hurricane.

I watched the Doppler 

I don't think I quite understood.

 I knew ahead of time...

Deep in my mind.

I never expected 

How hard it would effect me. 

Walking away a bit

seemed to make sense...

but walking back 

made it confusing.

Empty...

It's not an uncomfortableness

I would ever choose for myself.

Empty...

No warmth, no heat, no smile

Just cold...

I forgot I moved to the arctic...

I forgot I moved myself...

moved myself into the blizzard,

into the cold of the emptiness.  

Empty, cold, gone

it hit like a hurricane.

It poured like a tropical storm.

I watched the Doppler 

I should have been more prepared.

~~grb 2012~~