To Be At Home With You.... Poem by Sebastian Soberania

my fear is that
i may be writing what you
detest, like a very trivial
note about
any person's useless
existence,
that i have wasted your time
because i am actually
saying and writing about
nothing at all
that could be of help or
interesting for
the world to pause upon,

my fear is that
we have the same fears
and that
because we simply want to
be in touch with
ourselves
we keep on writing to
allay these fears
make them fade
and then delet us
from this void,

i have a theory though
that by writing about nothing at all
something whole would pop out
and take us
from this
feeling of uselessness
this helplessness
and make us reborn to a new world
of our hope
and enlightened
beings.

wish me luck, i'll try
words to make myself at home
with you.