Nothing
Nothing, dark silence
Nothing, cold darkness, cruel
Was I even dead?
Nothing, empty mind
Silence, my voice does live on
Speak it to me
Open your wide eyes
Open your mouth, talk, please do
Else, your breath will die
Try I to move; bold
Nothing, useless effort, cold
Fly I, abysmal
Fly I higher up
Fly I, become I once more
A dark mystery!
17 Sept 2015
Anoucheka Gangabissoon
Contest Trashed #2, Sponsor, Broken Wings
Copyright © Anoucheka Gangabissoon | Year Posted 2015
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