nothing
rustling through the wind concrete clouds cold above is
wrong the shouldn’t the it all there flas drift cold the is trees the
air can’t billowing nobody but wind wrong in while
warm be and so the above wrong
magical why no because yelling the it shakes gone and
away pain ground is air sputtering are darkness the why air
dancing wrong shudders far
wrong the hurt air flickering the hurt is nothing too wrong sharp air wrong
nothing darkness worthless
they undone empty safety the nothing cannot
hear worthless darkness nothing
empty gone fear darkness safe nothing why
nobody worthless nothing failure
fear nothing darkness
nothingnothingnobodynothingworthlessnothingnothing
gone
Nothing.
Endless, empty, gasping, heaving nothing.
Surrounding, suffocating, freeing, eclipsing
nothing.
It is everywhere and nowhere; it does not stop or begin. It is , and I am it.
I am nothing.
Peace, in nothing. It calms and soothes; it scatters the pain and destroys the suffering.
I see nothing. I hear nothing.
I am nothing.
Right?
That can’t be right.
If I am nothing, how can I think?
What was it that guy said?
I’m thinking, therefore… I’m…
am-ing?
That doesn’t sound right.
But, if I’m not nothing…
what am I?
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