Embracing Nothing

I just want to be defeated
And no longer have a care
Let this last battle have me
And sink into despair
Raise the white flag
Settle into the abyss
Deleted from the world’s memory
So that I won’t even be missed
Get absorbed into the Void
Go from I was to now I wasn’t
Undo whatever it seems I’ve ever done
So that what I do becomes a doesn’t
Utterly erased
Even from anyone’s imagination
An unmanifest impossibility
Not even a consideration
I don’t want heaven and don’t want hell
Nor any concept in between
No good or bad illusions
Nor awakening in the dream
I only want to be empty
Completely uncontained
I’ve given everything I have
I just want to rest in being drained
But this doesn’t mean I’m giving up
I’m just finally seeing clearly
To be who only I can be
I cannot let earthly desires near me
They function how they’re supposed to
They promise what they cannot give
So wanting anything in this life
Never shows us how to live
It is only in wanting nothing
That I can receive everything and more
It’s only in surrendering everything I thought I had
That I can be what I came here for

© Copyright 2024 Pedro Senhorinha Silva II

Out of Order

What if the very last day

Was really the beginning?

Losers get all the trophies

Because there’s no such thing as winning

Being fair isn’t fair

We just get what we get

And I can change the whole world

Since nothing’s happened yet

The whole world is out of order

Nothing is what it seems

It’ll be your worst nightmare

To fulfill all of your dreams

The void is now full

With infinite potential

Never fully actualized

Just to keep it existential

Freed by our limits

We are living beyond borders

Stifling chaos

In a realm that defies orders

Undoing the Big Bang

Is as easy as folding paper

Everything returns to zero point

In the mind of the Creator

It’s the ultimate “do over”

For that which was not done

Temporal ties cannot terrorize

In unmanifest light of eternal Suns

All things are forever

In the mind that cannot die

But only in not being born

Can you possibly know why

© Copyright 2015 Pedro S. Silva II