The Void

A short sonnet dealing with my life; my everything. It's ambiguous, and I like it that way.

Everything is part of the same void.

Spiraling with everything; everyone.

I’ll leave it all; I’ll forget it all;

I’ll retain my hope and integrity.

Because I am strong enough,

and can.

I’ll return and pick it back up.

Shove it back in my mind.

Try to regain everything;

Even though such a feat is impossible.

You’ll remember and I’ll try to catch up

But not even you can realize the obstacles.

You won’t understand;

And neither will I.

Author's Note

This was merely experimental, so please spare me.