we had plans
we had a future
we were going somewhere
nowhere grand
but it was somewhere enough

we had this future to live for
we had this plan to live from
this is the only thing I had
to keep me from throwing it all away

how could you leave me here
with no future
and no plans
and nothing else
and nothing at all
and nothing
just nothing
absolute nothing
and nothing
in nothing

to be born nothing
and to live nothing
and to feel nothing
and to bleed nothing
(not anymore)
and to breathe nothing
and to dream nothing
and to die nothing
existence is nothing

nonexistence

is the only
prevalent reality
anymore

is the only
something
at all

and now our plans…
and now you…
and soon
maybe I will be…

nothing.