An Extract of Emptiness

I don’t know how to describe the sound of a world crashing.
Maybe there is no sound, just a great emptiness, an enveloping sorrow, a creeping nothingness that coils itself around you like a stiff wire.
For I felt myself being invaded through and through, I crumbled, disintegrated, and only emptiness remained.
Stanislaw Lem

Emptiness, it lives in nothingness.
Yet it has the imagination to become anything.
But when that anything is just a void of nothing;
No feeling, no emotion, no love and no desire.
Then it is all but that, just emptiness.

It expands infinitely, into all directions.
It can exist for all of eternity, or at least what feels like it.
It’s the type of void that gets deeper with each breathe.
It wants to stand for something, or be the beginning of something new.
But alas, what is emptiness but just that;
The feeling of nothing, the absence of emotion.

Is it the start of losing understanding and feeling;
Only to be replaced by the pain and suffering of existing.
Sometimes it allows us to laugh, but only at ourselves;
For we believed, however momentarily, in the dream and hope it created.

It was once all the colours, so vibrant and beautiful.
But now it is just black and white.
And with every passing day, the black takes over the white;
Taking over sounds too peaceful, for it cannibalises all that is white.
For this new emptiness is the blackest of blacks;
A darkness that even light cannot seem to overcome.

What is here is emptiness;
And what will be is also emptiness.
You can say it is not bound by time;
Because even time does not give me the hope that it will be better.

So perhaps, we are empty;
Because we are the emptiness and the emptiness is me.
There is no more search for love, hope & certainty;
Because the emptiness is felt so deeply — that I cannot see these anymore.

This emptiness knows alot more than I;
Even the greatest poet does not know what it knows.
So don’t blame me for giving up;
For this emptiness takes me over day by day.
And the knowledge and wisdom I once had;
Is no longer something I know, for it is now part of the emptiness.
The emptiness that is slowly taking over;
And soon will take over everything I know.
For I am drowning and I do not know how to keep fighting;
This emptiness is here and soon it will be me, and only me.