Being Nobody

Being Nobody

A Poem by J.Sin

(a poem for my tangible intangible)


Have you ever fallen for somebody so much that it captivated you, bound you so firmly you knew it to be beyond words? What did you do? Did you try to touch it? Was it real, or did it run from you? Or maybe you had your eyes opened and saw that you are nothing more than a breath of air on a winter’s day, ephemeral; one moment there, hanging insignificant in front of you, only to fade away… into nothingness.
Yeah, I thought so.


I know I am


A reclusive thought

Wallflowering my way through your


I wish I were special.

Grandiloquent in actions

Not just with


When did my definition

Become derivative

In the dictionary of your


I wish I were special.

No longer the consistent victim,

The orchestral oil to a

Dull life,

The temporary copy

Of a copy

Of a copy

Of a copy

Of a…

I wish I were special.


I am tired of being the automated songwriter

Bitching about being brokenhearted…

… again.

Just once I want things to go

Deeper, and behave more


I wish I were special.

No longer writing soul fiction,

But instead, wrapping my arms around

Your careful Armageddon,

And becoming


Perfect mayhem. 

© 2017 J.Sin

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Added on November 16, 2017
Last Updated on November 16, 2017
Tags: love, loss, want, nothing, lost, brokenhearted, sad, depressed



Banská Bystrica, Slovakia

Canadian living and working in Slovakia. World traveller, musician, writer, and teacher. Former music/film reviewer for "Cassette Culture" online magazine. 5 self-published poetry/short story books in.. more..


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