• nothingness,
    i feel no love, i feel no sorrow. it has all left.
    never begotten.
    i have nothing to live for. and nothing to die for.
    is it there anymore,
    hope, or a lost cause.
    undenying death follows me,
    as i lay, breaths shortening.
    i grow week,
    knowing my time has come
    no one to say goodbye to,
    werever i go
    may
    it be