Mostly i've said nothing
i've felt nothing
meant nothing
nothing at all
nothing in my mind
I'm a prisoner
and the walls
remind me sometimes
about rain
when tears fall
nothing that can suffice
and i've learned
to never ask the price
i'm nothing
like ice
turned water
losing my identity
the key
of self
in isolation i breathe
and yet i can taste
the outside
just lingering beyond
my thoughts
those i have caught
between my dreams
painting echoes
bursting through
mind and space
into the emptiness
I've so fell in love with
my shelter
and answer to my prayers
an oasis
that isn't there
fooling me into believing
that i have something to lose
somewhere
in this nothingness