you are nothing

you are nothing.

a phrase capable of massive destruction can seemingly 
mend components of the mind 
previously deemed to 
permanently lack means 
of being whole again. 

you are nothing. 
you are nothing. 

the misty air swirling above you seems to be saturated with 
tastes of sensations that 
no longer bear color nor weight;

the agonizing weight that once 
gnawed and 
butchered your deprived flesh in 
crazed mouthfulls, its 
chin beaded with 
dribbling, 
delicate drops of self. 

his agony and ignorance. 
that suffocating heat. 
her heart, indulged in spiking its 
own beats with 
inferiority. 

nothing. 

decibels of laughter. 
the blinding glistening of her 
droopy eyes.

nothing.

you are nothing.



what a beautiful sensation it was.