Dust in the wind

darkness, confusion, rage, hopelessness.
rolling emotions one after the other,
all jumbled together
nothing matters
i don't matter.

this whole world
empty
dark
lost
unimportant

no one cares
no one sees
no one knows

an infinitesimal speck on this earth
if i die would anyone care?
would i be missed?

time would pass
wounds would heal
memories would fade
no one will remember

dust in the wind
... nothing more