Nothing But the Void

Nothing But the Void

A Poem by Mai L Nissen
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A poem about my ex boyfriend after six years of struggling with his alcoholism...

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You fight so hard,
And hurt so much.
I cannot imagine…
A fruitless endeavour;
You fight angrily
- And tired.
So tired and worn.
I sympathize;
But I do not feel you
... Not any more
Only a memory remains;
My heart slowly closing.
Yet with curiosity,
I still watch you:
You feel so much,
You feel alone
- And you are.
I cannot feel myself,
My heart isolated.
We are alone,
Strangers.
Do you know
that I have gone?
You do, don’t you!?
Raging against life
Like you have lost everything.
You have.
Raging with vengeful fire,
That burns the floor underneath you;
Leaving only ashes
as a trace of what used to be.
Nothing remains,
But the whole in your heart.
Nothing but the void.

Mai L. Nissen, 2011

© 2015 Mai L Nissen


Author's Note

Mai L Nissen
Art by Ditte Løfgren, (fragment of larger painting)
http://ditteloefgren.com

Any constructive criticism is appreciated
General thoughts, associations also happily received

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I do understand this poem. Hard to live with someone with uncontrolled needs. Both my parent liked their drink over real life.
"You have.
Raging with vengeful fire,
That burns the floor underneath you;
Leaving only ashes
as a trace of what used to be."
The above lines are true. It is scary to see people fall to the need of booze and dead-ends. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Mai L Nissen

9 Years Ago

Thank you for sharing your experience of the poem - I am sorry for your experiences with your parent.. read more
Coyote Poetry

9 Years Ago

Made me not drink like them. Bad examples can show us the better way and you are welcome.



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Though I haven't had any experience of a loved one being overwhelmed by alcohol but this poem does give a fine feeling of devastating it is to watch them burn their spirit with spirit.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Mai L Nissen

9 Years Ago

Thank you for reading and being open to the contents regardless of own experiences :)
I do understand this poem. Hard to live with someone with uncontrolled needs. Both my parent liked their drink over real life.
"You have.
Raging with vengeful fire,
That burns the floor underneath you;
Leaving only ashes
as a trace of what used to be."
The above lines are true. It is scary to see people fall to the need of booze and dead-ends. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Mai L Nissen

9 Years Ago

Thank you for sharing your experience of the poem - I am sorry for your experiences with your parent.. read more
Coyote Poetry

9 Years Ago

Made me not drink like them. Bad examples can show us the better way and you are welcome.
your words are so powerful that i can feel the effect flowing through.
thanks for sharing. gud job

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Mai L Nissen

9 Years Ago

Thank you for reading and sharing your experience of the poem.
I can feel the emotion that goes along with this poem. You have infused the pain, the anger into your words.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Mai L Nissen

9 Years Ago

Thank you for reading - glad that the emotions shine through :)

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Mai L Nissen
Mai L Nissen

Odense, Region Syddanmark, Denmark



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