Being No One Poem by Paul Celano

Being a pin cushion of pain
The fist being the pin
Piercing into your body
Every blow another hole in your ego

Being a ball of amusement
Bouncing from wall to wall
Hitting the cold steal
Turning your mind to mush

Being a window of time
Shattered by hate
Every shard a piece of your life
Taken away from pain

Being a cloud of sadness
Raining salty tears
Drowning yourself in them
Washing away your life

Being a balloon of shame
Scared floating awake
Popped by your anger
Falling to your fate

You are the pin cushion of pain
You are the ball of amusement
You are the window of time
You are the cloud of sadness
You are the balloon of shame
You are NO ONE!