feel it inside of me.
I feel it being pumped through me.
I feel it moving like sludge,
Almost as if it’s mission is to slow me and my heart.

Falling into Abyss.
Falling into darkness where happiness is lore.
Falling into a vortex of nothingness,
Where there is no time or space.

The only way to continue is to hope.
The only way to live is to cope.
The only way to “be” is to absorb the emptiness,
And pray tomorrow is better.