"No One"

No one has ever been here.

I’m always there for someone.

Someone makes me no one.

Inside me “No One” is born.

A void.

An emptiness.

Dejecting.

Offers of love but “No One” is rejecting.

& if selected I often get rejected/

Back at one.

Dejected.

“No One” is as deep as an ocean.

An abyss.

An endless pit.

Memories are painful.

Yet it is painful to forget.

Constant pain.

That has birth a numbness.

I touch love but don’t feel.

Love touches me but I don’t feel.

Inconsistency blinds my sight making it impossible to see what’s real.

Does she really want my heart?

Or is my heart just another meal?

Sex is just a deal.

A deal that makes love evol.

The evils of evol.

I often have to dream.

Imagine.

Imagine that feeling that seems to be magic.

An illusion that guarantees a tragic.

Such a travesty.

Reviews

[LadyKarma]

It's interesting how they are aware of all this blindness they have yet continue to live that way. It makes me think that there is something telling them to remain blind, despite their awareness of how dark it is.