The feeling...

I am feeling a feeling, that is so dry
Not drenched in love, neither in friendships,
nor any other mandatory ones where blood relations are involved.
My feeling dry is not totally a fiction,
It's not my imagination.
It's really a feeling,
A feeling which is deep yet makes me feel hollow,
Brings pain in my heart;
And a stern blank face follows,
Which does not let the feeling trickle out
No one sees it
And a secret remains deep deep in me
Exactly where I feel being dry.