Emptiness

This is a new feeling.
He walks by and I am filled with sadness.
Like I am about to burst with this grief.
Is this what they call emptiness?

I am not feeling empty.
This is choking me.
It's got me by the throat.
Squeezing my lungs and heart.

Have they all got it wrong?
I am all alone. So alone.
But the tears refuse to fall.
And the pain grips me fiercely.
I cannot see.
I cannot speak.
I am dying inside.
And there is this song in my head.
Only silence outside.

But I smiled at him.
As he passed me by.
He did not glance at me at all.
I guess I am dead after all.