Nothingness

Again and Again...

Bloody needles and broken bones
are far more interesting
than you have ever been
so i
search my brain
for a spot to hide
from my sense of feelings
and lack of lies
it burns my chest
and i start to cry
as the slow realization
of why i am
bloody and broken
still searching for something
what it is
i really dont know
a feeling
a willing
me breathing
for what?
nothing
congradulations
i am nothing
again!...