Where in the body lives my soul? I need to know this, as I am now empty of spirit. Vacant of vitality--ether exhausted. I am desperate to be me again.
I am desperate to be, again.
Fear. A total lack of light.
Fear. An overwhelming presence of sound.
Fear coursing through me, chasing away my soul.
I am now something less than a man. I am serf to the surf, bondservant to the blackness. Me no longer.
I need to get out of here. I need to stay in this moment forever. I am the heavens, I am the earth. I am the end, and in this moment the truest beginning.
Wordless as waves crash in my chest. Is this death? Am I dead? So be it.
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