the space between existence and nothingness
is where I linger,
wander,
absolute nothingness.
the breath between words,
the pause,
the tension,
the stillness,
empty.

you lose focus often
in their phrases
that it's hard to find your space
if you never stop to breathe

a world filled with everything,
a world filled with nothing.

I find it weird that I sleep
On the left side of the bed
Knowing that no one is on the right
Like open space, empty and heavenly

So, let's set the sea aflame
Scorch the coastline
Watch the tides turn charcoal black
Watching the world burn away
Hell on earth
It's how I feel
With the dope *** instrumental
Cascading us with background noise
As we eye each other from across the room
Searing one another with fevered looks
Unaware of all the others burning up

Note if I die
It’s just a letter
Definitely have mixed feelings about it
Knowing I’ll forever be attached to you
Part of me feels bad for you
Hey, maybe I’ll be in God’s place
Hopefully behavin’ myself
The misconception is
I’ve only ever felt like the world’s better off without me
And I admit you make it a priority
To show me
The world won’t be the same without me
I guess I wonder if my soul will be missin?
I’m sure tomorrow we’ll do it different