<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=488936" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I Am Not Afraid Of Emptiness</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">i may not have told you, but now i will tell it to you<br>three times, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">girl, i am not afraid of emptiness<br>the one that walks upon you when you were once this huge<br>space like a Gothic church with doors like mountains and windows<br>like continents</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the sound of emptiness reverberates like a tin cup<br>that falls on the iron rails of this room</div><div style="margin:10px 0">it fills every nerve that coils upon itself and forms a hand gripping<br>for waterfalls</div><div style="margin:10px 0">it closes the ears and rips every rational entries that your eyes<br>write in the pages of your journal</div><div style="margin:10px 0">it encloses you like a mental jacket of that new patient<br>at ward 6, <br>it walls you in like you are a chair inside the congested kitchen</div><div style="margin:10px 0">look, who likes the congestion of the spirits? <br>who likes the choking of the nicks of time? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">who likes a light imprisoned in its own flames<br>burning itself upon itself like a candle consuming both of its ends? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">who like the mezzanine filled with letters that you keep<br>containing love stories of suicide and escape? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">look upon your face too crowded with your senses? <br>it is a forest with trees killing each other for an ounce of light</div><div style="margin:10px 0">roots upon roots and leaves upon leaves this world is too crowded<br>with unraveling thoughts</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i am not afraid of emptiness<br>i like my windows opening all the days of my life<br>i like doors without locks<br>stairs without rails, houses without walls and roofs</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i live in open space and yes right here inside my heart<br>i thrive in its empty spaces without the nerves and the veins</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=488936" data-title="I Am Not Afraid Of Emptiness de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="i may not have told you, but now i will tell it to you three times, girl, i am not afraid of emptiness the one that walks upon you when you were once this huge space like a Gothic church with doors like mountains and windows like continents the..."></div> </div> </div>

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