Animal

Lately I'm wondering, 
if there is a limit, 
to the emptiness a, 
single human can feel.
I catch myself wandering,
around the kitchen, 
circling like an animal, 
within it's familiar enclosure, 
sporadically opening the fridge, 
hoping to find the answer, 
between the jar of mustard,  
and the half eaten cheese, 
just to close it again, 
knowing that I never will.