Restless

I feel, cold, empty & alone.
My mind is racing but is blank.
My heart is hurting but is numb.

I'm restless, but feel exhausted.
I'm haunted but am at peace.

The inner turmoil is mounting and my grip is loosening.
I have space but feel suffocated.
I want to scream but my voice has deserted me.

I running at full pelt but still standing still
I ache all over but the pain is comfort.

Everything remains the same but is constantly changing.