Mon, 05/08/2017 - 19:09 -- Miya189

My body is no longer tied down to this rugged earth

          by limbs too weighed down by darkness.

I'm floating.          unfeeling,          nothing but air.

          The usual chaos has stopped its storm

and there is nothing but the beat that pulses through the air

                    until it numbs my thoughts.

                Everything in my world has finally


           There is nothing       but nothing.

And sometimes that's better than something.





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