Alive Without Existence Poem by tcr moon

The faces of blank expressions
ignite the empty vacuum
as nothingness explodes in a whisper;

This non-existant entity delves deep.
I feel the estrangement of it's claw
inside my soul...

I know death is never far away,
his breath is strong
irascibily invisible like music that cannot be heard.

Every open road is not apparent
as I am lonely in this crowd
where best friends are many. Without;

I live a life I do not live,
so full of emptiness, ought even imagined;
Cannot thrive, disquietly unending.

Like the rows of empty faces,
recognise I do not yet know them all,
for, they are all like me...

...alive without existence;