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Ashish Jul 2018
I don't know what I feel
Do I really need to feel anyway?
But wait
Feeling nothing isn't a feeling in itself?

I surely do not
Cry in agony
Weep in despair
Or yell like a banshee

But, somedays and sometimes I
Feel the emptiness
Feel like asking to almost everything in life a "why?"
Feel like- I don't know what I feel like
Sometimes I feel so much and sometimes really nothing.
Poetic T Jun 2018
For doors are many
      and each one has no lock.
For gods are words of the mind
           unkept delusions of mans past.

We need to unlock the humanity
  of ourselves and see we aren't
           just one,
we are in fact the many
                       that make the whole.

Knowledge is the key that opens
                                 our potential,
not to bend on knees like
                        slaves to nothingness...
Mary-Eliz Jun 2018
eerily summoned

lonely
               
                      drifting
                                     on
                                                       unknown
                                         paths
                               forlorn
               bereft

                                   mislaid in
                  strange
places

unhinged senses
surreal thoughts
chilling dreams

lunatic demons
unholy ghosts

songs unsung
in
minor chords

music unnoted
in
words unheard

crazed
movements
 undanced

meaningless
nothingness
psychotic
paranoid
hopeless
u­seless
insipid
devoid
zero
nil
0
AAron Roz May 2018
Me
I...
  just...
         don't...
                  care...
Dallas Apr 2018
11:59 pm
It is strange
how time can tick in such a way that brings forth a new
day
In seconds
the heartbreak
ill-fated
remains of yester
cease to exist
As time passes forward
to a page free of disappointment
Nothing has gone wrong
An hour where nothing can go wrong
An hour of emptiness
and fullness all at once
Nothing to gain
Nothing to lose
Where time is slow and languid
Because there is nothing,
nothing that can make this moment
Wrong

12:00 am
New
written in a sleepless haze of nothingness
and yet
i felt whole
Gia Garcia Apr 2018
Heartbreak after heartbreak,
each one hurts less everytime.
And I don't know if it's because I've forgotten
the very essence of love,
or if I'm simply going numb.
This one is for no man. This is for me.
his eyes do profoundly
haunt
they're pitch black
and of soul so terribly
gaunt

a chill runs down the
spine
on seeing grounds black
one can't bear their deathly
opine

I feel he's not
human
the black displays
no essence of a living
span

a
black
inexplicable
a
black
of
hollowness
a
black
grotesque
his
eyes
of
nothingness
DW Mar 2018
I kissed your lips laced with alcohol
and tasted the sweet sensation of
Nothingness and Regret.
The everlasting touch
that would release me from you.
Yet for some odd reason,
I still wanted more.
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