Me and I, You and It

This life has nothing to prove
It captures the moment in death.
(Nothing is mobile.)

This life does nothing to breath
It believes in the light of day.
(Nothing is dark.)

This life speaks of nothing
It sleeps to the silence of air.
(Nothing is drowned.)

This life's end is nothing to you
It passes like a quiet whisper.
(Nothing is never anything.
Nothing is ever enough.)