find me

Syntax & Skin — my poetry series where language becomes a vessel for exploring the lived human experience

soon, you’ll

find yourself

in the depths

of my nothingness.

~

and only then,

be far

too gone

for retreat.

~

locate yearning

towards the arbitrary;

feel weights of questions

whisper without form.

~

halls of fugue

you may roam–

their mirrors

depersonalize.

~

these walls–

they shift without motive;

doorways hold no entrance

to all you’ve been searching for.

~

i hold no map

nor torch

in this murk,

resonant silence.

~

indifference–

it’s all i can bear

to consume till then.

~

venture for years,

longing to come across

some sacred breath

of meaning–

illusory escape

from this place.

~

find me, i beg–

before i suffocate.

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If you’ve come across this, you’ve just read the ninth poem of my “Syntax & Skin” series! Thank you so much for reading, as I hope that my work can touch the hearts and souls of many. Keep a look-out for more short stories, poetry, film/literature analysis, and op-eds!