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infinite is non
definable concept that
falls to a nothing
nothing exists time
is a fabrication you
think therefore you think
I'm either

Grounded
Or burried
Or floating

And the world is either

Unmoving
Or too fast
Or too slow

It either
Ignores
Suffocates
Or points its finger

And I feel either

Nothing
Or too much
Or numb
my heart used to flutter
when you texted me
I would gush at every compliment
but then
I was impatient to be called yours
you cut our situationship off
and decided we should be just friends
it broke my heart
as tears streamed down my face
but soon enough
I accepted it as that
but then
you became distant
and stopped replying to me
you left me on read/seen
it made my heart heavy
and stomach churn
I stopped begging for
your attention
and affection
now I no longer care
I do not feel anything for you
my heart is steady
I don't look forward to
your texts
I barely think of you
I am done
done with this mess
I will wipe my hands of
this situation
and leave it in the past
I just stopped caring when my effort isn't returned
Mark Wanless Apr 24
hear a siren out
the window think of nothing
just took a long time
to realize it
Julie Apr 9
You are so smart,
you can handle everything,
but what about that?
When nobody taught me how to be sad?

How to live with pain inside
without going crazy once in a while?
How to handle the eyes always watching
and that feeling of nothing?

I know that Julius Caesar died on March 15, 44 B.C.,
that Maria Theresa had 14 children,
how to calculate an inequality
and what a hyperbole is.

And yet, still, I don’t know how to live my own life.
They didn’t teach me how to fight with a knife,
so instead, I fight with my heart,
and it’s tearing me apart.
What is the thing you wish they taught you?
Wondy Mar 27
Feeling can come and go right?

So why am i in the same place having the same feelings?

How can i move on?

I fell for nothing and i know that

But how can i move on from “nothing” ?
greatsloth Mar 22
A flower does not seek why it bloomed
Nor does it ask why its petals are blue;
Time under the clear sky is alive,
Weathering storms can mean something
Though they're all likely nothing
To the aster who doesn't have a midlife.
Annatman Mar 12
A gaping gap
A great abyss
To exit life
To not exist
An endless void
Like a black hole
Don't get too close
It takes you whole
And leaves no trace
But memories
Scarce to replace
A living soul

Of nothing there is nothing to be said
Through life it is to be something instead
Elaina Feb 21
Yes, aspiring
To be that space where nothing
Brings disappointment
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