| The Nothingness
Surrounded, broken into a million tiny shards strewn across the empty blanket of sky. Empty, bringing forth an endless wave of silence, adding to the nothingness. Crying, a trail of tiny tears filling oceans in your heart. I'm laying in your arms now, just trying to count the stars. Now I see there are so many, as I count the same ones twice. The nothingness is growing as infinity outweighs it. There is so much to behold, I can't contain it all. And so these visions are like looking with your face flat against a white wall: There is so much in front of you that you see nothing at all. © 2004, Amber Woolsey .Back. |