The cold did not chill my bones
it ripped my heart,
which reeks anyway
of rotting thoughts
that could shoot me in the head
without leaving a **** spot

And the final word you said
is like a rod up my spine
when was the last time I cried?
my body's locked in null space
and I can't even move my eyes

I was walking in the woods with my friends one day,
when suddenly, their voices stopped.
I look behind me to see an empty white void.
A nullspace.
Nothingness.
Infinitely.
I call into it. Are my friends there?
But all I hear is my own voice.
Echo,
echo,
echo.
My words stream forever into the blankness.
Echo,
echo,
echo.
My words come back to me.
I sit there for a while, listening to my words.
Minutes?
Hours?
You can't have time when there's no space.
I listen to myself calling out across the emptiness.
Then, something calls back.
It is not my words.
It is not words.
It is music.
Suddenly, I am woken up by my friends.
We're going for a walk in the woods today.
If I don't come back, don't worry.
I'm just listening to the music.
Echo,
echo,
echo.
Inside my head.