The pen drew dots in my eyes,
my grip lessened and there I was
Nothingness
No, not bad
No, not good
Nothing
Nothing was...
Nothing
I liked to spend most of my time being nothing
in the bath tub
While the days happened without me
and blurred over like watercolor
May 10, 2015
May 10, 2015 at 11:13 AM UTC
The pen drew dots in my eyes,
my grip lessened and there I was
Nothingness
No, not bad
No, not good
Nothing
Nothing was...
Nothing
I liked to spend most of my time being nothing
in the bath tub
While the days happened without me
and blurred over like watercolor