The Void

I feel lost.... like a blank white canvas. My mind has gone cold. my mouth has grown bold. it would seem as though I'm growing old. My eyes twitch left and right Even though I've lost all sense of sight My feet stumble and shake, Even though I walk in a vacuous lake. My ears burst and secrete out blood and yet I feel nothing, except that I'm drowning in a flood. I'm cold and shivering in a black space I'm floating and glowing all while standing in place Snow doesn't fall the same as it used to It's hard to tell what's fake and what's true. The unknown at it's finest The darkness, anonymity, the inconspicousness at it's brightest The end of the beginning The beginning of the end. A time where friends tend to pretend. A time where the end is your friend.