blender

i feel, fallen,
from where i don't know.
my mind keeps circling around nothing
void void void.
its stepping into the depths of nothing and yet as complicated and dreary as it is not. i feel fallen.
my heart is sore like it pumps to much or maybe not enough.
my mind is creatively constipated.
my soul is lost in a blender somewhere.
nothing fits together
and- its not that the pieces are broken its that i have a jumble mess of pieces that never fit together to begin with.