Nothing
Nothing...Is the motto of my verse
The void empties deeper to the bottom of my curse
Nothing...How could it get any worse
Life no longer quenches its very own thirst
Nothing...Is what is now left in me
Empty, hollow feelings continue to live unhappily
Nothing...what was taken to give back free
Blindly now walking for I don't care to see
Nothing...Stripped naked of everything
A silent sound invasion within a constant ring
Nothing...To the table is what I can bring
Lookout when I'm around they're still conspiring
Nothing...Is all that is left that I can feel
The circle of pretend inside this lonely wheel
Nothing...my life they chose to steal
I wish that they would have just chosen to kill
Nothing...Nothing...
bmdavey@11/17/19
Copyright © Brian Davey | Year Posted 2019
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