I Must My Nothingness

This may only be the calm before the storm; but that's okay, I am greatful for today.

You have given me a lot to hold on to---

and I have piled on more, and more, and more.

In the midst of it all:the eye of the storm.

A rare sanctuary, in which to breathe... breathe

Although I do not know what to do with it.

It scares me actually, to think of it.

Breathe... breathe.

I stare into a wall of grey-nothingness.

It calms the sea inside my head; nothingness.

What am I to do with this?:a blank canvas

Tranquility:(sadly)my opposition.

I can't find my beginningmiddleorend,

Unless chaos consumes my every thing.

I know to continue, I must find balance.

I can't help but think, if I'd just had the chance.

Now I must make my own, I cannot just float.

In this raft, staring at this wall, of greyness.

I must make peace with my nothingness--- and breathe.

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