Holding on to nothing

I'm holding on to nothing with an iron tight grip
Watching everything fall away most of me with it
The tears that drop can't pool and stop the shattering
Hope, Love, Joy all fall like glass
And it pains more not to pick up the pieces bare handed
It feels as if their glass body has broken over my hear and tickled down
Their jagged skin cutting as the kiss the skin of my heart
Gracefully descending down and zig zagging over my chalk outline

I'm holding on to nothing
Desperate pleas and cries going on deaf ears and reaching only my own
All the while my eyes spying my sanity slowly spiraling
This nothing, this purgatory is all that I have
A cage unseen or sensed only felt and ensnaring more and more
A void that covers and fills, blankets and freezes leaving only emptiness in its wake

I'm holding on to nothing...
because its all I have

• On Sunday, January 3, 2010, Killswitch (449) wrote:
  
  This was really something great. You successfully captured emptiness on paper. That last line is indeed wrenching and reeks of painful truth. I hate that feeling, yet it stands before us all too often. Nice write my dear. =)
  
  
• On Thursday, December 17, 2009, empty_remains (87) wrote:
  
  "I'm holding on to nothing... because its all I have" I wish you luck on pulling yourself out of the spot your in, been there too many times and this line pretty much describes my life at this moment.
  
  
• On Wednesday, December 16, 2009, Dilated View (751) wrote:
  
  I think one of the ultimate challenges in life is figuring out how to break out of our periods of purgatory. Good luck with your struggle, I have been here before and it's always a real bummer :(