i got nothing
and that feeling of emptiness has raided my senses
it has closed into my pores
it has lingered it bitter scent into my arm pits
and i sit there crying
arms cross with my head resting down
i got nothing
i never had anything
but now that you are gone
i got nothing
i got not even me
leaning against a pile of carnage
my slippers reek with dust and blood spills
and my mattress separated from my bed
arms and legs scattered like confetti
i feel nothing
i got nothing
feeling ashamed to be alive
why leave me alive to remember, and feel and feel
this heavy burden upon my heart
i am nothing
and indeed, thats why i sit here
because if i was something, i would not be here
i never had anything
and now i got
nothing...