A Vessel
What would life without me be like, for you?
Life … without you?
What a stupid question
I mean, it already sounds impossible, doesn’t it?-
And if themere though, a simple hypothesis, seams to heavy to bear,
How am I expected to describe the reality of it?
But fine if that‘s what you want.
Imagine hell; with the fires the boiling Water and Air so hot it burns your Lungs When you breath.
Can you see it?
Yeah it would be worse than that.
Because at least you can feel something. The Pain, the heat
But without you?
There would be nothing.
Of course, no Joy, no happiness, no glee.
But also no sadness, no anger no pain. There would be nothing.
Just a void.
The void that once was filled up wir your laughter, your tears, your feelings, and emotions.
And in the process of this void trying to fill itself with something, it sucks everything else in.
Every day will be a constant asking of „when will this end“
With the answers being „never“,
because you never were, never are and never will be.
You are nowhere, while I always will have to be somewhere.
I will be nothing more than an empty vessel, carrying around the place in me, where you should have been.
Son the answer to your question is,
Life without you, wouldn‘t be life anymore.
It wouldn‘t even be existing
I think Life without you, would also have to be life without me.