Shutting out light
Opening
Is this death?
Dragging dead weight
Walking
Is this the end?
Deafening to birdsong
Blinded
Is this unbeing?
Wrapped up like a corpse
Peel back the layers 
To the void inside 
Nothing. Never. Nowhere.
Scribbling unreachable lines 
Confusing
Is this alone?
Sickening from hunger 
Bloated 
Is this nourished soul?
Dying into darkness
Closing
Is this dead?
Suffocated like a life 
Slice away the scars
Burn nothing into dust
Stars. Stars. Stars.
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Comments3
I like...alot
Oh I made this up from the nothing in my head. Thank you 😊
Fantastic questions, I'm sure you can write great poetic answers!
Keep up the write!
Sometimes all I have are questions.
Sometimes if I look hard enough the answers are in the questions posed.
Thanks for your positive energy Dan
dark and disturbing but thoroughly enjoyed..
Oh well I visited pls thank grave and just needed to channel some grit.
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