Poetry in Essence
A Personal Poetry Collection (et belle Café Accoutrement)

Nothing



Can’t I feel something?

Can’t I feel something at all?

I don’t belong anywhere

Except inside of me

Yet, I can’t climb in

Something’s keeping me out

I don’t think I believe in love

I don’t think I believe in love at all

Where have all my emotions gone?

The pool is shallow

My reflection gives nothing away

Nothing looks back

And I can’t have any answers

Slowly I’m killing myself

Was this the dream I had for myself?

Did I ever have a dream at all?

Take me away

Take me all away

I don’t trust me, may not even love me

Cause I feel nothing

I feel nothing for me

I damn sure don’t feel shit for you

Especially not for you

Break my heart every chance you get

Don’t trust you

Don’t want to

And the best thing for me to do

Is to check out the same way

I always do

Maybe I never loved you in the first place

Maybe I never loved you at all

Maybe there will always be

What there has always been…

Nothing

Absolutely Nothing



~this particular poem is very simply about loneliness and dejection, which really isn't simple at all now is it? it's about falling victim to your own circumstances, wallowing in your own self-pity and pushing away the very people who could help you out of it- if only you knew how to let them...~

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Somniay is a well educated writer, Registered PhT, and business owner who poetically describes her racial background as, "An amalgamated mixture of contraindicated heritages." The last of 14 children, Somniay moved to New York City in 1998 where she joined the Gotham Writing School to improve her writing abilities. After returning to her southern roots in Texas, she began attending college where she achieved a degree in Science and later, Pharmacy. Somniay is currently enjoying a life of traveling the U.S. with her Navy veteran husband, David and their three children.