In a blank space, memories winding around, suffocating, why is it so tight, so relentless?
An expanse of emptiness, so vast, so empty, why am I connected to this?
Why can’t I feel? Echoes, whispers, are they real or just illusions? I sense something, an essence perhaps.
Others seem to have it, peace, can I have it, some peace, some pieces of it?
But me? I am nothing, nobody.
I’m sinking deeper into this abyss, forever winding into it longer or an emotional typhoon, drawing me in.
Questions, always questions, no answers. Why, what and where are we some elaborate maze of nothingness.
A sanctuary once warm, now cold, cold, so very cold, not inviting.
Stories of despair, do they speak of me in he circles they keep?
Am I just another tale within a tale that’s within someone else’s tale?
Alone, always alone, where is solace, where is my respite, where is my story?
Nothingness, it’s so vast, I can’t escape, can’t hide. Bitter truths, why do they sting?
Are they chains, binding me, are these shackles something we all wear?
It’s dark here, too dark, darker than your worst night ever but who cares?
Hope? Is it just a mirage in this endless night? Falling, falling, always falling, will it ever end? Shadows, dread, is there any light left? I thought I saw it once, or was it just a dream? Lost, forever, will I ever find a way?
2023
In the vast abyss of my thoughts, I search for light amid the shadows, yearning for answers in a sea of questions. Lost, I hope to find my way.
Blakeney-Rose Berry 