.

If one thing is inevitable,

It's life, an indescribable energy.

The heart beats out of tune,

A fluttering vibe in a background

Of nothingness.

If nothing is nothing before,

Then how is something 'alive' after?

But that memory of nothing remains

Indescribably indescribable

Like the contradiction of my message

Within this message.

Complicate this,

Even if I used every possible cell in

My body for comprehension,

It is comprehensibly incomprehensible

Like the despicable contradicting contradiction

Of this blank message.

Author's Note

This piece isn't supposed to have a name; I don't even want 'Untitled' because that's not the name. It's nothing. Literally.

And the more sleepy I get, the more I probably don't make sense, however, someone might enjoy deciphering this. Thanks for reading!