I am a nothing
Merely a wisp in the void
A voice in the wind
Formless and ghostly
What worth can I truly claim
Empty hollow air
Pain or happiness
I am desperate to feel
Apathy is worse
With kindness and love
I am unduly blessed
Ingrate that I am
So vain to deny
Care so oft given to me
Truly a poor fool
Life is very odd
Giving precious gifts to those
Who least deserve them
Mystery it is
But it is not mine to solve
Only to lament
Feb 7, 2018
Feb 7, 2018 at 12:37 AM UTC
I am a nothing
Merely a wisp in the void
A voice in the wind
Formless and ghostly
What worth can I truly claim
Empty hollow air
Pain or happiness
I am desperate to feel
Apathy is worse
With kindness and love
I am unduly blessed
Ingrate that I am
So vain to deny
Care so oft given to me
Truly a poor fool
Life is very odd
Giving precious gifts to those
Who least deserve them
Mystery it is
But it is not mine to solve
Only to lament
Every stanza is a haiku (I hope, syllables trip me up...). This was also written at a dark time
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