![]() VoidA Poem by Sibling![]() Emptiness conveyed through spokenword because I write this on a whim.![]()
VOID
I am a void. I am empty. The entity that is me bears nothing. I am bare. I am a black hole in the Universe, My Soul is compressed by nothingness. I am dead. I am dead but I breathe, Walk, talk and even smile But the kaleidoscope of living is dull. I am numb. I am numb to feelings Of fright, fury or ecstasy. Intense emotion and intimacy Are non-factors of my existence. I feel my resistance to losing My sense of feeling slowly diminish. I am non-existent. I am a figment of the imagination Of family and friends. Perhaps to even familiar strangers I am a delusion - A delusion with real dimensions. I am a delusion with dimensions but I am indentured to a different plane. Perhaps I am not meant to exist - But I do. I do exist but I lead a lost life. My journey to death takes a detour. Nevertheless, I exist to fulfill Emptiness. A wholesome hole of nothingness. I am a VOID. © 2014 SiblingAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthor![]() SiblingDurban, KwaZulu Natal, South AfricaAboutMy name is Sibongokuhle Ngcobo. I am an aspiring human being who is vaguely tall, exceedingly dark and occasionally handsome. I believe in good vibrations. Vibe Wimme. more..Writing
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