Writing

Zero

Down the hallway
Threading
My way through the darkness
Empty space all around
Trying to move but I 
Keep falling down

Reaching out
But there is nothing to hold
Fear sharp as pain
A feeling so old
Down and out now
Futilely
Trying to make it right

Believing in nothing
Clinging to something
That doesn’t exist
Nothing to hold me
Nothing to touch

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