Nothing

niixxz • 203 followers

It is said that after rain comes sunshine.

Rain never pours down and thunder never make the heavens tremble. I am never reminded of that I am alive. Occasionally a drop of water drips down into my shirt and runs scornfully down along my spine. Only as if to remind me that I exist.

The tiny beams of light that strike upon my pale body from time to time leave me with no more than burn marks. Burn marks that slowly fade away with time, along with the memory of them.

The air is thick with nothing. It creeps inside of me, eating every feeling ever felt. It takes my life but leaves my being to wander aimlessly for what seems to be all of eternity.

#existentialism #general #introspection #isolation #melancholy #psychological

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