The loud thud of the motion marked the passage of time.
The minute hand moved one step closer.
I didn’t want this to end.
Another minute gone.
My breathing slowed.
The seconds ticked.
My heart raced.
Everything now
and yet…
Nothing.
Goodbye.
http://ift.tt/1AbfUcgA voice in the darkness calling out toward me.
A voice the beckons me home.
Or is it away from home.
It beckons none the less.
There is light in the darkness, a warmth in the cold.
I linger too long, holding onto the void.
The voice fades into the darkness, muted by the noise of nothing.
And alone I stay.
Stuck.
Afraid to move.
Without choice, without hope, without fear.
I am full of emptiness.
Apathy is thy name.
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