Alex Arnot

Nothing

Once again I\'m void of thought.

Mentally trapped in endless nothing.

The one part of life that time forgot

No joy nor anger, not even suffering.

 

Remnants of lines I\'ve said before

Though this time I feel it\'s here to stay.

Even these words cannot restore,

The dreams I had on better days.

 

Fiction and reality have lost their voice

My next attempt to break the stasis

Writing these words to stir some noise

And perhaps create a better basis