Numbing dread consumes my soul.
Anxiety and despair rule me.
All I feel is this terrible void inside my chest.
I flail in futility, grasping feebly towards a silver cord.
Falling, pieces shattering yet again, a sub-atomic implosion.
I struggle to find the words to describe the sensation.
It is infinitesimal void.
A sheer lack of anything that stretches into the negative realm.
I try to center myself, and fail.
A scream rises from the depths of nothing,
sending shivers across my spine.
Stubbornly, I crouch behind my eyes.
Watching, waiting for my time to spring.
I shall not fall, without a fight.
This I vow,
kicking, biting, and screaming into the great nothingness.
