What is left..when evrything has been wiped out
when everything has been taken from you
what is left when there was nothing in the begining to take, much less nothing to break

My past has been torn into pieces
has taken flight freely i nthe wind

My present is above all messed up

My future i nthe crulest ways has been tortured to death to a point way beyond breaking, so that it remains nothing more than a ghost.

My past, present, and future are gone..dead....pieces and fragments of lost hopes and dreams simply drifting i ntime uncomplete..crumbled and decayed

So I ask you now, if there is nothing more to break what is left of me now?..........



Nothing