The Nothing
It was Blur, a fuzziness becoming a grand haze
That would not surrender no matter the prevention
The fuzz was powerful and could engulf all things
Simple things of life and liberty
I wanted Blur to fade with time
To escape from me and run to another
Instead it grew into everything
Transforming objects into nothings
I am afraid that this might be Death
Seeking my hand for eternity
Leaving life behind to surrender to the blackness
Letting the mist become my everlasting state
Doomed to dissolve into the nothing
Suffocating every breath and erasing all my thoughts
Chasing away my desires and inflicting eternal loss
Fighting Blur is a hard task at hand
When no one can understand your predicament
So, a liar I became, ostracized from the everything
And the simple things: Life and Liberty
I began to wonder if I should surrender
Letting Blur become a contender
I almost let the fade within
Let him consume everything
my soul
my life
my strife
So I took control and withdrew on my own
Exhausting Blur's chances to reign at all
I took charge of my fate
And dissolved with my own haste
I am welcomed into the Nothing
Happy they are to have me
Blur, for sure, is my friend to be
It took ease to take his place
Quite too easy for me to replace
Blur here, Blur there, now Blur is me
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