Ramblings of the Soul (✅)

The Forgotten

Look behind you, what do you see?

Nothing…

But Nothing, is still something.

Nothing comforts us when there's no one left.
Nothing is there when you are forgotten, embracing your flesh like freshly picked cotton.
Nothing was there when the candle went out, leaving me with Darkness and naked in softness.

Nobody knows.
Nobody cares.

The white no longer pure, soaking in the sins sprayed across her pearl.

Nobody's there.

I cry out, but he's the only one who knows what he's done.
I witness them discovering the shell that's lost life, shoveling relentlessly throughout the night.
Powdery fluorescent is all you see, but Nothing was there to comfort me.

Nothing is what you see.

Nobody was there waiting for me.

Nobody cared.
Nobody cried.
Nobody was there to say goodbye.

I witness the end of no one I know, being there to be their one true home.
They're our friends, always witnessing the loneliest of ends.
In our world made of blue, nobody knew.

Look behind you, what do you see?

There is Nothing, but Nothing is still something.
Watching the living asleep in their beds, claiming the old and claiming the dead.
They're our only friends in the end, they were there waiting at the foot of your bed.
Darkness and Silence are part of the show, nobody sees them, nobody knows.
They were there too, soon you'll see,
They are all part of the future unseen.