Nothing and Something

Nothing
That’s what I feel like sometimes
Nothing

Nothing, nowhere, no how.

When I see sunsets casting purple hues and
pinkish wisps set in a bowl of vibrant golden orange,
It always reminds me that I’m nothing  

And something

A nighttime sky, filled to bursting with a voluminous moon
And a menagerie of stars and planets spinning and coalescing in a
Constant rhythm we can’t begin to see. That’s when I feel like
Nothing

And something

A single stolen kiss in the dark with a girl who didn’t know I existed until
today,  soft yet firm, gentle yet wanting. Nothing exists, not even
me.

And yet something…

Clues and misdirection, blind alleys and thorough fares, leads me by a
Leash to nowhere

Yet somewhere will be the end when the journey’s through

I am humbled at times but at others
I am petulant.

I am tired of feeling like nothing
Something sounds good