Poetry- Nothingness

This is one of the first poems I wrote, maybe 10 or 15 years ago, still one of my favorites:


There is a nothingness,

all around me

I cry,

but I don’t feel pain

I laugh,

but I’m not happy

I scream,

but I’m not angry

I’m in a bubble of emptiness,

without feelings

I’m in a wasteland

of depression

I exist,

but I don’t live