Welcome home, he said to me.
The voice once so far, now so near.
I wish he would stay far away from here.
The sound, the truth inside the fear.

A battle between myself and me.
It's so hopeless..
and naive..
to try and disappear.

Stop and step back,
open your eyes, look again.
It's a fade to black.
An end to the pain.

Nothing lies beyond,
as I lose control
and then I fall..
I know..
its the end.

So far and yet so near..
an inevitable fade away
an escape to this reality
which marks what is left of me.

I wish this voice would disappear.
Instead, two things he makes clear.
I am trapped inside an empty sphere,
and that it welcomes me to the end.