I haven’t been writing at all lately.  No blog, no poetry, no stories….just nothing.  I feel as if I don’t have much to say and when I search for my voice I find only silence and an emptiness that holds the weight of the world.  It is as if my voice is disappearing along with my vision and no matter how I grasp at the light, it flows, barbed and cruel, through my useless fingers.  I am trying to find ways to re-discover myself, but all that I see is unrecognizable and unwelcome. I am void.  I am a scar and a memory.  I am darkness.  I have no idea who I am.