When Tuesday Falls

I think we've all had that feeling of feeling nothing. Emptied like the dustbins used to be and yet full of foreboding as if someone is loading a twelve bore with a cartridge and your name is on it. And feeling that way which is one way to feel do you feel like kneeling and saying a prayer? can you get in the midst of the others who are there? does that mean you are no longer alone? This feeling cannot be right, that not feeling is just like the night without stars dark, forbidding and back to foreboding. Trying to keep it in real time when all they do is steal time, the only thing left of mine is this feeling of not feeling and I'm hanging on to it.