Nothing

Why can I see so clearly now
When there is Nothing left to see?
I never realized before that Nothing
Was something that you could touch-
That Nothing was a glass box
That I was always locked inside-
I remember doing Nothing
Waiting for you to call-
But Nothing was also a glass wall 
You put up between us;
	What are you thinking?
Nothing.
	What are you feeling?
Nothing.
	Is there anything you 
	want to tell me?
No. Nothing...

I asked you for something,
For anything-
So you gave me Nothing.
It's all you had to give me...
Now it's all I have left.
I never realized how sharp
The edges of Nothing could be
Until I felt it collapse under me...
Felt how it shattered under
My feet-
Maybe it should hurt.
But all I feel
Is Nothing...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Loving Iii Avatar
April 17, 2014 at 5:53 PM
i liked this poen so much i have to fav it it says alot. and at some points it screamed at me reminding me that i should call someone. the line that caught me was how sharp the edges of nothing could be. that i'll have to use. good one.
Hartley Avatar
April 21, 2014 at 8:51 PM
thanks so much :)
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