nothing
sometimes i feel like i am nothing
who notices a single raindrop when they are laughing or crying for themselves?
i am alone
for a single drop of rain is most often followed by a million others
i am nothing
you laugh and dance in my sorrow not knowing that the rain is my pain falling from the sky
who has the strength to keep it all safely in the clouds?
you see me not
i am nothing
you watch me trample your flowers while i give them life
you cuss and hate me because i destroy what you wanted
i am the reminder that life does not work out the way you want it to
do you think i like being that reminder?
i am alone as i fall with others
only touching as we hit the ground
by then not noticing
not having any way to help make the fall easier
and we become one at the bottom
indistinguishable from the rest
still alone as we are walked over and hated
wondering why they can't see
i know i am nothing
i am the one you hide and do not want to see
i am the one you talk about after i leave
or don't talk about when i need you to
you forget all to easily
why can't you reach out your warm hand as i fall
save me from those last four feet
and warm me
melt me with the warmness
a warmer nothing
i want to see flowers grow
trees dance in the wind with rich leaves
i want to see me nothingness become something
i want to believe that maybe i was wrong
i am nothing
Copyright 1995 by Jill M. Schneider
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