NothingA Poem by ZallIt's what happens.
Nothing
Shh,
I hear it coming,
Can you feel it coming,
The airs getting thicker,
The cars getting smaller,
My vision is getting blurry,
And suddenly my mind is a flurry,
I can’t decide if what I’m doing is wrong,
But yet I know it isn’t right,
It’s harder to handle when I’m alone and on the go,
When nobody is there to catch me,
Shh,
I hear it coming,
Can you feel it coming,
Crash,
And then I feel nothing.
© 2009 ZallAuthor's Note
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