the nothingness

August 28, 2009
By Anonymous

The pressures are pounding rapidly and uneven,
I can feel the blackening waves beating through like a newly cut wound,/>
But all I can feel is pure love and admiration.
And I don’t know why I have put myself through this torture,
Just knowing I will get no satisfaction in the end.
Nothing but the everlasting tear dripping from my longing lashes,
Waiting for the day to come,
Where death will steal me from this ongoing misery.
I weep at my bedside every night,
Knowing ill have another deep nightmare in which all I will see is your
face,
So beautiful and radiant as the sun shines upon it.
Then comes the black emptiness, the eternity
Which seems to be what my future holds in store for this lump of flesh and
bone
because I am nothing more than a spec of dust
On the tabletop which is in fact life itself.
I am the nothingness you think of.
I am the depression in the back of your mind that comes every so often,/>
That gives you that feel of unease and self-destruction
The pain in your heart that will never ever go away
Until you are swallowed into the blackness of which is death.
But until that point your mind will be a whirlpool of nothingness
This is my whole life put into this poem.
I don’t know how to feel anymore
I cant even blink without a single tear running through the crack in my
closed eye
Sometimes I wonder why I just don’t end it all
Because now I have nothing and nobody to live for
All alone in this cruel world
Just waiting
Just waiting
Just waiting



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on Apr. 28 2010 at 10:52 pm
AinsleyChernek SILVER, Eatonville, Washington
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As am I... You have captivated me.  Thank you for sharing.

on Nov. 23 2009 at 12:01 pm
CharmingChar PLATINUM, Bronxville, New York
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Favorite Quote:
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.
Robert Frost

I i know how you feel, It describes my own situation just as much as you're own. Keep writing I'm waiting for more

on Nov. 23 2009 at 9:16 am
Showchoir2012 SILVER, Indianapolis, Indiana
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"yes we are our fathers sons and daughters but we are not their choices" -Poetry Slam Knock Knock
"Knock Knock, who's their?, WE ARE!"

OMG! great, wow i have no words to describe my feelings... im speechless

on Nov. 19 2009 at 7:18 pm
amberlynn.zero PLATINUM, Pleasant Valley, Iowa
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i admire darkness, its so pretty,
i wish i could be pretty like that...

i tried to go see what uve wriiten so i could comment but it told me the the page cannot be dispalyed. ill try again a lil later see if itll let me then. but thanx for the comment i appreciate it

on Nov. 19 2009 at 2:40 pm
AbbotRabbit GOLD, Abolana, District Of Columbia
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This poem has great flow and insight.
I really enjoyed it.
Lovely poem darling =]
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This poem has great flow and insight.

I really enjoyed it.

Lovely poem darling =]

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on Nov. 18 2009 at 2:31 pm
Rachel_Beth GOLD, Rainsville, Alabama
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i loved it! keep writing!




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