NOTHINGNESS
I look often at tomorrow
Sensing a deep darkness
In the heavens and below
I search through my past
For that one little light
Just a moments soft glow
To end this nothingness
I wish time would hurry
But it too moves slow
The wounds are still open
And the blood still pools
At my feet-Defiant and aglow
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