Nothing

Pain
All consuming
Like a fire
I can't breathe
There's nothing left
What have you done?
My hands are shaking
I can't sit still
My mind is racing
My heart is breaking

Strangled gasps
Heart races
It's all a blur
Where am I?
What happened?

Who are you?
You stole my breath
My mind
My heart
My body
Are you a thief?
Are you a liar?

Who is it that can do something so small,
Yet so large
That I have nothing left
Only pain
Only rage
Only hurt
Only tears
Only blood
Only fears
Only death

Have you stolen everything?
Or is my life still left?
I hear naught
I see naught
I feel naught
I smell naught
I taste naught

Am I nothing?
Are you nothing?
There's nothing left
I sense nothing
I know nothing
This must mean I am nothing
It must mean you are nothing
Am I nobody?
Like a myth
Like a legend
Like a story

Does this make everything I've said
And done
And felt
Unreal
Like a dream
Or a story
Or a thought

So it never happened?
You didn't make me love you?
You didn't hurt me?
You didn't make me cry?
Make me bleed?
Make me suffer?

You didn't leave me there
On the street
On a sidewalk
So I could bleed out?

You didn't hold a knife?
You didn't violate me?
You didn't kill me?
You didn't walk away?
You didn't lie?

I didn't exist meaning
You didn't exist so
You must not have
Meaning
I am not dead because
I just never existed
And you are not alive
Because you never existed
We are just nothing

poem by Gwenevere Cornwell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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