There is nothing, there is no one, there’s no colour, there’s no light

And my feelings don’t cast shadows, and my heartbeat’s lost in tides;

There’s no sound to pierce or wound me, there’s nobody I could hurt

There is nothing to hold onto – not a particle of dirt

I am black, and cold and solid; I am blue and fluid and calm

I don’t think, I am not though of; I’m alive although I’ve drowned

My thick sorrow turns to rapture; my old scars all bleed and laugh

I’m dissolving, vaguely conscious of one thing: it’s not enough

Ghosts of numbers robbed of meaning by the abyss that I face

Drift away into oblivion: they can’t measure all this space

Where there’s nothing, where there’s no one, where I’m just another drop;

You… I wish I didn’t love you – because then I wouldn’t stop