Darkness chokes me.
The candles flame dimming.
Wax burns my finger.
I feel nothing.
...
Forget the world.
The ands, ifs, and buts.
What could happen next,
Doesn't really matter.
...
Lost In Nothingness
Darkness chokes me.
The candles flame dimming.
Wax burns my finger.
I feel nothing.
Numb to the pain,
And to everything.
Useless in this world.
A blank photograph.
A colorless crayon.
A laughterless child.
So miniscule,
In a place so large.
Am I nothing?
Or do I not even deserve
A title such as nothing?
Disappearing into shadows.
Blending with the wall.
We are one.
No one notices us.
We are simply there,
Receiving no recognition
For what we do,
Or who we are.