feel my face contorting
and the tear ducts release
the sense in my chest
of a painful dissolving decay
that i've lost a vital *****
all i see
is gray..................................

feel like i've been ****** against a wall
horizontal and cold
the air pushed out of me
the world hard to discern
my life on the edge
of vast nothingness
the great vacant chaos
and i have no where to turn.

feel the most extreme
loss of senses
to the blackest ghosts
i look and look
to see where this is going
and i see
i befall
but a bloodless barren
an utter void.
when i look out the window
when i walk down the street
can't see where this is going
at all...........................