Velvet Astraea Dido


I pass through
The isle of nothingness
And once again
I am null.

The void
Of my empty heart
Throbs the beat
Of insignificance.
And I have no power
Over me.
And I am gone;

Spit the fire
Burn in agony
Beam back the sorrows
Out of me.

And so I pass by
With this thought again,
And gone with the day
From my own inexistence.

Isolated and unfree
Grasping with anxiety.
Gone and will forever be;
Myself and I.

Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 26, 2005

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