Nothingness

And I welcome the tears, the hot tears that flow down my cheeks. Because they tell me one thing, that I am still able to feel.

When emotions cease to exist, and all I feel is... a void... and I know, I'm not feeling anything, I'm just... numb... and I think, I don't want to feel nothing, because there is nothing beyond nothing, and I wonder, why am I not feeling anything, why can't I feel anything... and I search, for something to feel for, for anything to feel for, because there is nothing worse than not feeling; except maybe... I don't know, I don't know anything anymore.

Perhaps that is what happens when grief ends. Nothing.