Nothing

I am nothing.

The wind doesn't hear me.

The ground doesn't feel me.

The sun doesn't see me.

You won't remember me.

I was broken.

Everything was wrong.

So I tore myself apart until I became nothing.

I don't feel anymore.

I am nothing

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Easy to become lost. Hard to regain strength and dreams again. I felt the disappointment and the accepting of a dead-end in the words. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote