Nothing left
I have nothing It seems that Out of me nature Wants something Something I don't know What it is Something I'm not sure I know How to give I have nothing In the chaos of life I keep finding myself pressed Pressed like grapes pressed To draw out the juice Except there's no juice Left in me I have nothing I squirm as I walk Upon the waters to Look into the abyss Of my innermost being Looking for Even an iota Of what's left Of what life seeks to draw out I searched the soul of my spirit But all he said was Dude, you're out I couldn't go any deeper, so I didn't stay any longer I browsed through the Mind of my heart The seat of my emotions but All I could feel was nothing I have nothing I gazed upon the arena of my Day to day life and Social institution and All I could see was All I've given Nothing was left Dude, I was absolutely out I finally transfixed my Eyes upon the sky For the hand of the Lord to Come to the rescue To give me something and I am patiently waiting
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