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Scraps and scribbles from 1960 - 2015 |
I watched my life spin before my eyes - It would not stop. I did all the usual things - Cried all the usual tears Nothing works Songs hurt, places were sore thorns in my side But worst of all- - The empty, bottomless feeling of nothing. Nothing sucking me up into its black vastness, Engulfing, swallowing and surrounding me I am drowned. This wrenching nothing surrounds me-tears at my heart Is there no place but death? Death's darkness seems cool, inviting. The price of peace inflates and invites. I am all these feelings; I remember other feelings; Why can I not remember your face? The depths of nothing wrenches my soul- Twisted in blackness, searching for light, I am numb. Where has life gone? The scream inside becomes a whisper... No known date; suspect mid to late 1980's |
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