Nothing. I don't feel no more. I simply exist. Why? I don't know. There is nothing in me. Nothing left. I gave you all of me, everything. Now, nothing for me to continue on. My soul, has gone, flying through the wind, leaving me with this body. This body I am ungrateful to. This body I hate. This body I wish would do more. But how can it? There is nothing for it to be elevated within. It is lost, craving something, wanting something, but losing something always. How much more is there to lose? I've already ceased to live, but soon, I will have cease to exist. I shall be, will be, nothing. A few particle of dust that will blow away as the wind picks us again. I lost my balance and now regaining it, seems impossible. They say it's possible but have they felt this too? This emptiness. This feeling of nothing. Have you felt it? The emptiness that continues to pull me. In and out I weave, never leaving, never going, but stuck in the middle, feeling more empty day after day.
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Midnight Thoughts
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