as an amorphous nothing.

a poem about the concept of not existing.

Photo by Elena Mozhvilo on Unsplash

sometimes, i do not

desire the act of

being someone

anymore.

in a reverie,

i awake in bed

and leave the sheets

as an amorphous nothing.

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writer | editor | poet | all things personal development ↠ alaynadoyal.com ♡

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