Nothing...

By faith. . . •
I called out,
I fell to my knees,
I buried my head in my hands,
I thought about everything,
I cried till i could cry no more,
I wrote till there was not a blank piece of paper,
I sang until the notes went flat,
I played until my fingers bled,
I suffered in silence, for nobody heard the cry of the weak,
And now i have nothing, i am nothing and never will be.