Everything Is Nothing Poem by Essambeh Ebai Essambeh

She was scared to love, she was broken down in parts,
So many years gone, still without a man.
I still hear the stories, I still read beneath the lines
'Love isn't everything, love has lost its shine'
What actually is everything? Is there a thing like it?
Money many hail, has become suddenly cold and stiff.
A dollar with a kiss, yet still left with a broken heart,
What actually is everything? money too has lost its spark.
Broken hearts everywhere, what actually happens next?
Everything is now cold, tears everywhere
What actually is everything, is there still care?
Everything becomes nothing, everywhere dead.