Nothing

By Vincent Van Zandvoort | Poetry / Prose | 21 Oct 2023

Nothing

I’m darkness.
The other side of God.
Where angels cannot see,
and no help helps a lot.

Drawn close to the edge
of life’s master plan.
Looking straight through the mirror,
there’s no boy—surely no man.

Between nostalgia
and utopia.
Both are forever gone.
To go back to nothing.
A prize you’ve never won.

A heart shatters.
One relief:
if you wait,
nothing matters.

Yes, spring is merely
a lukewarm winter,
getting ready for
the summer of death.

That just leaves me.
One that wasn’t.
One that isn’t.
Will never be.

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Vincent Van Zandvoort

As an author and a musician, I craft short stories, songs, poetry, and prose across various genres. My work delves into themes of disappointment, confusion, betrayal, corruption, grief, sacrifice, friendship, loyalty, and the boundless nature of love.

Poetry / Prose

As an author and a musician, I craft short stories, songs, poetry, and prose across various genres, including science fiction, fantasy, supernatural, thriller, horror, and drama. My work delves into themes of disappointment, confusion, betrayal, corruption, grief, sacrifice, friendship, loyalty, and the boundless nature of love. Here, you’ll find something that resonates with everyone.

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