Nothing
I see for myself and there's nothing,
nothing but an empty shattered mirror,
There's no reflection, nothing.
As I turn to see my surroundings, there's nothing.
Nothing, but a white room with a shattered mirror,
I stand alone looking in every direction, but there's nothing,
Nothing at all except me and the mirror,
I stare at it once more and I see nothing,
There is no night or day, nor are you hungry nor tired.
There's nothing.
I look at myself and I have no shadow,
I have nothing,
I scream, yell and cry and nothing,
I have no voice,
I was nothing,
I looked at the mirror again and I finally knew what it was,
I no longer exist,
I felt nothing,
For I was dead......
by: Kathleen Tovar
Copyright © Kathleen Tovar | Year Posted 2016
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