will this deep fervor of sadness ever end
the cavernous darkness that can bend
my thoughts against rationality?
me, thinking fool-heartedly
that i could ever outrun the madness in me;

so i hold my breath and drown my mind;
i’m merely a ghost, a shell, an empty vessel of nothingness;
out of time;

in the last few seconds before unconsciousness takes me as its prize;
i think of how i could not find one single reason to stay alive;

but now there is no fear
because i was never really here.