Nothing

There is something that welled up deep within me
It is unexplainable, what this phenomenon was
It is certainly a thrill that is beyond explanation

This certainly is something worth living for, worth dieing for
There was nothing else more powerful

Somewhere in this futile attempt at living
I lost my fire, and my passion
This unexplainable thrill that I once had

I began searching to and fro for this thrill
I was relentless in the search
But my phenomenon was in fact gone from sight.

Where is the fire,
The passion,
That I once held deep within?

I remember having it all
And then I remember it was all stripped away
It happened so slowly, I did not even notice until it had all been ripped from my soul.

It is gone
I am nothing more than a heap of broken spirits
A passionless scrounge left for dead in this loveless world
I am nothing