with my eyes closed,
as I felt laying down,
my hands cold,
the body freezes,
the voices heard,
the room felt crowded,
many whispers at all corners,
as the soul removed,
the breathing stops,
as looking down,
recognizing that existence,
darker as I felt,
so quiet,
no more voices,
nailed it shut,
"I" doesn't exist...

(c) Ko Win Khine aka. D Hlaine (July 25th, 2015. NYC)