Poetry- Nothingness

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

Nothingness

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

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