Away from you, away from here.

There is nothing, nothing…

Away from pain, chaos and fear.

I see nothing, nothing…

I live in silence, slowly fading.

You see me melting - nothing, nothing…

I live in darkness. But what am I waiting?

Nothing…there will be nothing.

What is “Nothing”? – as I die I’m asking.

Asking for those words unspoken.

Searching for the running fate

that is wounded, gone and broken.

“Nothing” has a shapeless body –

- cold and scary, with a crown of thorns.

“Nothing” is undead and naughty.

A devil itself without horns.

My eyes are empty, weak and heavy.

I feel nothing, nothing…

My soul is black, rusted and eerie.

I am nothing, the human form of Nothing.