There is a darkness surrounding me.
Empty and endless,
staring back at me no matter which
way I look back.
It's easy to fear what you can't see,
but it's worse when I know
nothing is there.
Nothing but me.
I fear Me.
Me is trying to be something
in a world where you are either
Somebody or Nobody.
The Nothing is of no help to me,
but it's there to entrap me in
the emptiness that is myself.
Stuck in the stagnant comfort of
being Nobody.
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Caffeine and Me
PoetryA collection of poetry ranging from brain farts to exploring why I bother getting up in the morning. Most likely there is some form of caffeine to keep me awake (or alert) enough to type my thoughts out regarding my depression, struggles within my d...
