The Nothing

...And so the Nothing takes my form... Feel the void within me, clinging on I scream Frustration at my lack of ability to fight Claws grasping at me, to suffocate this life All I was, all I am and all I'll ever be... And so the Nothing takes my life Deep down it eats my apathy The less I do, the more it feeds The more I hate, the more it needs Can't let the Nothing take my all Somewhere inside, that start I made Now tangled up with all my fears Potential lost over the years... The Nothing takes my life... An empty space I've fallen through, can I ascend again? Do I have the strength needed, it took so much before... Hands pulling at me, to try and hold me down Everything, all of me, what will I become..? And so the Nothing takes my life Deep down it eats my apathy The less I do, the more it feeds The more I hate, the more it needs Can't let the Nothing take my all Somewhere inside, that start I made Now tangled up with all my fears Potential lost over the years... The Nothing must be fought... But I can’t fight what I can’t find... (Rod Maughan, July 2010)