slow fall

I feel every part of my soul falling sharply and slowly, into a void that I've been observing for years, without trying to fix it. I see the pieces dissipate into the air as they fall. They seem to burn along the path of the void, but they only hide in the depths, lost forever. Leaving my soul broken and damaged, as I watch it unravel. I watch without expression, without emotion. It hurts, but I don't react.