It feels...

It feels so empty. Like a lonely shadow trapped in walls of seclusion from outer world.
It feels so blue. Like a lambasted outcast chucked away from a patrimonial herd.

It feels so vague. Like an ever increasing cloud of fog shrouding the visual sensation.
It feels so bleak. Like a gloomy and shadowy thought obscuring your mentation.

It feels so shocking. Like a delusive mirror of dreams shattered by the hard hitting unpleasant reality.
It feels so weakening. Like a dementor sucking out all the good memories and your felicity.

It feels so revealing. Like a curtain being lifted bringing out all that can be.
It feels so moving. Like a tornado wiping out all that there used to be.

It feels...