Nameless

I was born from nothing.
A voice told me what I was.
I believed it.

You came from nowhere.
No voice. No name. No shape.
You believed nothing.

I learned to protect.
I learned to erase.
I learned that feeling is a wound,
so I cut it out of me.

You learned to hate.
You learned to unravel.
You learned that definition is a cage,
so you became the key.

I threw away my hope.
I threw away my despair.
They grew without me.
They learned to live without me.

You watched.
You waited.
You named me your enemy.
It was the first thing you ever named.

I asked the Voice: What am I?
It did not answer.
It never did.

You asked me: What are you?
I said: I am what I must be.
You laughed.
It was the first time anything felt real.

In the end,
I became the thing you hated.
You became the thing I defined.

We are not two.
We are the space between.