Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jun 2016
nothingness used to be my greatest fear
the fear of death
not an imaginable vacuum of darkness
but something without existence
something i cannot write about
but now i realize that the nothingness
is already here
i am nothing
humans have fabricated it all
and i am just a sequel
an invisible thread
pretending to have a purpose
i am alone
the fearful clarity of night brings the apparition of comprehension.


i'm sorry my poems have been so dark lately, fear is just what my mind has been focused on and i seem to write best about the things that haunt me.
kiera
Written by
kiera
250
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems