April 8, 2014

Sinking.

Collapsing into a hole

Diving deeper into the gloom

The fog of thoughts

Confusion

Blackness

It's comforting

Yet hollowing

Peaceful

Yet turbulent

You feel the hole caving in

You see the light closing as the dirt fills in

But you can't stop it

You're trapped

You feel the world closing in

You're suddenly  holding on for life

But then you let the darkness take hold

You let it consume you,

Take you over

You are empty.

You are a puppet in its big mighty production