The Nothingness - Poem by Kate Brossman
The cascading numbness,
Slowly consumes me.
The desolate darkness,
Wraps its icy tendrils around my blackened heart.
I wonder, simply pondering,
The reason I'm still alive.
I have no true reason for breathing,
For my heart died years ago.
I will always be alone,
For this world is so cold,
I tear myself open,
Just to feel something,
But in the end,
Its always the same, unrelenting pain.
Sown together by my hatred,
Clinging to what I can never grasp.
Enduring the sorrow that grips me,
Leaving me nothing,
But a hollowed, empty mask.
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