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No One's Favorite Nothing

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No one's favorite nothing ever

Against my will it became my endeavor

No heaven nor hell just a space between

Never will I ever have a place to be seen

Not even to me


No shame, no pain, nothing to strive for

Indiscriminate grey you don't even cry for

I don't weep for myself either, it's true

No one's nothing you never knew


No has become the name to which I answer

The music stopped and I was no longer a dancer

The rhythm ceased, the silence grew

A child lost

Nothing became what everyone knew

They took all they could and left me grey

And all desire in me faded away


Water is life

Until it is turned to ice

For if at least my waves could crash

I could show you I am more than ash

Water is life, but ice endures

A fragile truth

To me? Nothing allures

I can fade to nothing, cold and obscure


No demons to feed

No desires indeed

No one's nothing, the space between

If I die today, to the void I am lost

No price to pay, at no cost

Wait, lost? Really?

That's too great a compliment

I am not heaven nor hell sent

Nor hell nor heaven retrieved

I am to all, no one nothing indeed

No tethered plea

Infinite nothing, eternally free


What happens when you meet the edge of yourself?

When you've decided you don't go to heaven nor hell?

When your time is up, is today is the day?

I woke up this morning to smell the flowers in my vase

But tomorrow is not promised

Nor the next minute more

No one's favorite nothing, a bore


I watch all with amusement though

Your little lives, routines, where you go

I think the hues of your journey are grand

And where you draw your lines in the sand

I watch them move, I watch them thrive

But in the grey I’m barely alive

Everybody has their lives, their roles to play

Their paths well trodden, their dues to pay

They build, they love, they fight, they stay

While I remain a cast away


I know that was never meant for me

As a fire was lit at the root of my tree

No embers light

No heat remains

No one's favorite nothing, the same

No place in the world, no role to fulfill

No mountain to climb, no test of will

Yet I watch, serene, and still

Time is simply something to kill


Where others build, I, forced to withdraw

No ties to bind, no one to awe

No one's favorite nothing ever

Where their only goal?

Was together

To get her.

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