Nothing is my Name

What's that? No. No. It's Nothing.
Nothing at all(.) peacefully floats
down through my brain.
It all melts, melts away. I am not me.
I have become Nothing. But no one cares.
No one is here. Here is not there.
I sink down, but down does not exist, not here.
Nothing exists.
And Nothing is who I'm not.
Feelings run through me, but I cannot tell.
For I am Nothing. I feel Nothing.
And Nothing does not exist anymore.
I am capable of Nothing. My eyes do not work. I see Nothing.
I am Nothing, and Nothing doesn't have eyes.
Fluid thoughts around my nonexistent body.
Existence is just an illusion, and illusions do not exist.
I am Nothing, and Nothing exists.
Nothing exists as only illusions.
Illusions do not exist.
I am Nothing, and Nothing exists.
...I exist
Nothing is my name.

Written: 1995
Comments: Ummmm....RIGHT! What the Hell was I thinking?!?!
LOL give me a break...i was fifteen! Talk about teen angst! Actually we were studying a form of poetry - I want to call it circle poems...but I am not really sure...but this was a school project.