the end

No floors no walls....it's complete dark,
 
a memory in a form of a picture frame made in glass 
 
it shatters..... 
 
In a endless loop 
 
every time it shatters..... 
 
It stuns my very soul..... 
 
This sanitation this feeling is unknown.... 
 
could this be the end? 
 
Its out of my control, fear grips hold,
 
its arms around my neck, my body feels numb, why am i so cold? 
 
Is this the world between the next, i had much to do before i left..... 
 
A blurry familiar face stands infront of me, a faint calm, 
 
how can i break these chains and go home? 
 
Why do you leave?.....Wait! Please don't go..... I need to know! 
 
How do i get home? 
 
So this is how it ends, me, stuck in this never ending prison......

All alone.....

Reviews

[Will]

An interesting look at everyone's "end." Nicely done.

[jamal]

thank you :)