Nothing
Why can I see so clearly now
When there is Nothing left to see?
I never realized before that Nothing
Was something that you could touch-
That Nothing was a glass box
That I was always locked inside-
I remember doing Nothing
Waiting for you to call-
But Nothing was also a glass wall
You put up between us;
What are you thinking?
Nothing.
What are you feeling?
Nothing.
Is there anything you
want to tell me?
No. Nothing...
I asked you for something,
For anything-
So you gave me Nothing.
It's all you had to give me...
Now it's all I have left.
I never realized how sharp
The edges of Nothing could be
Until I felt it collapse under me...
Felt how it shattered under
My feet-
Maybe it should hurt.
But all I feel
Is Nothing...
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