Nothing

No one is listening 

Nothing is out there 

Yet my soul won’t stop yearning 

Yearning for something it doesn’t know

Something that can’t be found 

Yearning for a reason 

Yearning for purpose 

Perhaps that is the worst part of the human condition 

We keep on yearning 

When deep down we know 

There is no god 

There is no reason 

We are but a blip 

A smear 

A stain 

A mistake 

We are nothing 

No one 

Ever

Will 

Be 

Anything more 

Or anything less 

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