Powerful poem of hope in the midst of despair
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I am the nothing
Today I hover over the abyss.
I’m not going to fall in
But feel safe and comfortable.
When you are nothing
You can say and do anything
Its doesn’t matter
No one is listening
No one is watching.
No one notices you
Lingering in dangerous places.
You have things to say,
Things to do, but nothing comes out
Nothing gets done.
You find yourself
Sitting, thinking, your mind in circles
And it doesn’t matter
For there’s no one to care.
You wallow in your own mire
Knowing you’re where you deserve.
The flailing goes unabated
Until
A voice asks if you are ok.
With scepticism you hear platitudes.
The voice sits with you
Talks of things
Tells you their story.
Engaged, you open slightly
You step back
The voice is a person.
You look down and discover
Empathy and understanding
Holding your hand.
Your nothing is…
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