Nothing {Yellow}

The distance between me and life is the distance between the sky and the grave.

A distance I can not measure.

I can not see the end of the line, nor can I touch it as it doesn't physicalize.

The nothing I see and the nothing I am, while I see so many things, and am.

How do I grapple with this?

This feeling of existence and nonexistence.

This feeling of life while I am dead.