Today alone in the void, I heard the sound of crying although I thought myself to be its source I felt no tears, nor pain, nor sorrow simply a gentle weeping from within. I know not if it was shame or guilt or pain from some part of me that I cannot control, but this crying comes anytime I try to reflect upon myself, and where I want to be, or for that fact who I want to be. I apologize for my first blog to simply be nothing more than a random musing but I thought it may be worth sharing. This phantom weeping from within. No sorrow, just empty.