THE NO NAME

 
this feeling…
it doesn’t have a name.

it just lives there
somewhere in the corners of my mind.
in the space between one thought and the next.
in every song that hits too close.
in every whisper of silence
that somehow feels louder
than all the noise in the world.

it doesn’t have a home.
nowhere to rest.
no hand reaching out to hold it.
no place it belongs.

it just lingers.
quietly.
always.

and the worst part is
i don’t know what to do with it.
i don’t even know what it wants.
i just feel it there.
and i let it stay.