I hate it here.
How long has it been?
How did I get here?
I don't remember how I got here.
I can't remember.
I can't remember anything.
Who am I?
Where am I?A world of silence.
A world of nothing.Can you even call this a world?
I have so many questions.Something changed.
Before now.
I don't know what it was,
but I felt it.Am I dead?
I've asked that before, haven't I?
But it's a valid question.
I don't remember anything from before the silence.
Should that scare me?
It doesn't.This is a strange time to feel calm isn't it?
Just stood here in the silence.
Nothing but my thoughts accompanying me.How long has it been?
I've asked that before too.It's been so long.
Has it?I'm lost.
I'm confused.
I'm nothing.
It's silent.
YOU ARE READING
A glimpse into my heart
PoetryThis is a book in which all of my poetry is stored. I hope you enjoy it. Please feel free to leave feedback!