Understanding the

Nothingness

That fills my head is why

I aim to

Learn about myself.

.

The

Hellish

Emptiness swirls

.

Through my consciousness,

Raging

Against the

Goodness the storm wants to

End. Maybe this is why I

Dream. I

Yearn for the sweet

.

Oblivion of death. I don't

Fear

.

Losing my life.

I

Fear losing

Everything else.

.

Suicide doesn't make me

Empty. I was empty before

Then.

.

I know, for I was born in the

Nothingness of melancholy.