The sun sets as the night comes forth.
Tranquility immerses me with a cool numbing.
The calm before a storm.
A dark feeling overcomes me. A presence of death is felt throughout my entire being.
The beginning of the end.
My stomache churns as I await the news I long not to hear.
He's gone.
He's lost.
He's dead.
The chaos is out of my control as I hear his voice in the distance,
Or is it just in my head?
Gone.
Lost.
Dead...
Night.