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E Jul 2020
I’m at home
Nothing to do
We’re all at home
Nothing to do
I wish I had
Something to do
But for now we
Have nothing to do
What does it feel like.....

For all those who look for traces,
For indications,
For signs
To know what dismay looks like.....
It looks like nothing
A big blank nothing,
A nothing,
That manages to consume everything.


What does it feel like?
To look around,
Big spacious room,
Observe things, occupy spaces
Imaging it being vacant,
Would it affect anything?
Or will it just be nothing?



What does it feel like?
To hear voices,
Pretty lies and
Little rumors that resides,  
As they resonate mind with massive amplitude.
And cover the actual harsh truth
Does it damage just minor things?
Or break confidence that was building?


What does it feel like?
To search for something,
Perhaps support to cling,
Or slight hope in the surroundings?
Sometimes it could just be smiles,
Or a piece of advice.


It could be anything,
Anything at all,
That could redeem something
Of this existing dark empty being.
But maybe at some point eventually,
It would be renamed solely,
As too much of expecting.


That's what it feels like  
To move towards nothing,
As it consumes everything.
What does it feel like??
lua Jun 2020
falling asleep
as your mind wanders
in these lonely
barren lands
each footstep
echoing
in the nothingness
you run away
but find yourself
where you started
as your skin melts
and drips into a puddle
and it's mind numbing
it's banging against your skull
you reach up into the sky
and grab on
but you're fingers slip
and let go
and you're falling
and falling
and falling
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nothing.
Cattatonicat Jun 2020
Kissing ***, left and right
Feeding on the weak, feeding them sweet nothings
Makes you wonder if they can mean anything truly sweet

Kissing ***, up and down
Feeding on the weak, feeding them fake respect
Makes you wonder if they can truly respect anything
leechyna Jun 2020
There is a mountain I miss
One that  has no bears
No cheetahs
One with little birds
Singing along my name🤭
But the mountain is all gone
Only cliffs with caves
Owls howling
Hyenas laughing along
Of how deceived am
With the cheaters
Ones that love to haste
Douglas Balmain Jun 2020
It's nothing.
It's Nothing.
It is Nothing.
It Is Nothing.

So, why the hesitation?
Somewhatdamaged Jun 2020
He's got something left to prove
Like any of us do
If he could just follow his heart
And let it all out
Right infront of us
Only if we would let him

She's got something left to say
Which none of us dare to persuade
Burried deep inside of her
Piercing like a thorn

All we are
Afraid of the dark
Yet we are
Taught to be scared of the light
Nothing's fair enough
Unless it bends back to you
Nothing's good enough
Until we bow down to you
Who we are
What we got
Does it really defines us?
In what we believe
Is that all that's left in us?

I've got nothing left to do
Nothing left to show you
All you keep kneeling
To something no one can see!
There is only one religion.HUMANITY...
writteninribon Jun 2020
i want to feel again
i want to be able to write again
i want to put my feelings into words
but whenever I write, there's nothing
and i'm reminded that i don't feel anything anymore
i want to be mad at the person who broke me but i cant because that person is still the one i love up until now and my love for her is the only thing i feel right now
Cattatonicat Jun 2020
On the other side of the Earth
Is a dream where

I want nothing
I need nothing
I am nothing
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