The story of my life...

[Helga]

A lifeless mind
in a broken body.
Eyes that only
see the gloom, the grey.

A heart with no longings.
A soul with no dreams,
no identity.
No longing for a touch,
or a praise.

Nothing behind.
Nothing ahead.
nothing to live for,
no reason to die.

[amuse]

those last two lines really made me stop short. my mind blanked for a second - very powerful.

[mono]

Very well written, Helga, to say the least; your word usage reads perfectly. For some strange reason, I became reminiscent of Hemingway, in that, I feel, if he ever wrote poetry, it would appear in your style (I hope you accept that as a compliment, by the way).

[Helga]

Thank you both very much for your compliments. and Hemingway is one of my fave writers so I take this as the greatest compliment I have ever gotten, so thank you very much...

[Jay]

Feel like the last stanza of your poem. It's a really well written poem.

[subterranean]

nothing to fear
nothing to doubt