Nothing

Nothing

A Poem by William J Rimbaud

My only pleasure is killing me
Bit by bit it consumes me
Is this how it feels?
Is this how it feels to be alive?

Beauty might be skin deep
But ugly runs deeper
If you think this is bad
Then don't look deeper

Pain Pain so much pain
Painful nothing
Can you be lost
If this is where you've always been

Attention Attention
Is that what you crave?
What don't you crave?
What don't we crave?

One and the same
Pain Pain Pain
One and the same
Pain Pain Pain...

© 2010 William J Rimbaud


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Wow, you are a great writer, i absolutely enjoyed this!

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Added on April 20, 2010
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