Life Is Nothing Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

There's no more laughter inside of me, it has dried and
blown away in the storm of life.

Joy does not fill me, I can never be again, for life is
nothing, but sorrow and fills me with pain.

Letting go of self, falling into the grave of life, no
longer a part of it.

Looking up, watching it parade by, nothing left of it,
no tears to even cry.

Grief has shriveled and decayed, no longer any part of
sorrow.

Standing on the edge of tomorrow, falling backwards,
never again living life for you have died and I fall
deeply asleep in solemn slumber, tonight.