I drift in the void.
Alone, not even echoes to accompany me
Motionless, I spin through life
But it doesn't touch me
Abandoned by all
Neither do I touch life
Nothing to slow me down
Nothing to halt the spin
I am a hole in the fabric of life
A vacuum at it's center
I am the void, the void is me
It has consumed me
I am antimatter in the universe
Polar opposite to the matter of the world
I am nothing
A complete absence of all
A black whole in the substance of the universe
I drift anywhere, nowhere, everywhere
All of life passes me by
Passes right through me
I am without form,
Without substance
Nothing touches me
No joy, no pain, no love, no hatred, no tears
For I am the void and the void is me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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