“The End”

It’s that time…

When you feel the darkness approaching,

All-consuming, smothering void

Catapulting your mind, your self,

Into an enthralling of oblivion of obscurity

——

Everything I saw approaching

Has fallen into nothing, a vortex

Of meaningless chaos, of pain and pleasure

Mixed like a cruel joke

Myself, the world everything

A mirage labyrinth

My own soul, nothing but

A twisted stairway of memories

With nothing at the end.

——

The steps to hell

Breed in my own heart, the sorrow

I cannot stand, the pain

I cannot bear, the clock

that makes this senseless world

Keep turning. The time, the sounds

Flooding waters, the experience

are but pebbles in the ocean

——

The last few seconds warp together

At last, the one thing that makes sense

Death