Those empty eyes,
They stare at me,
As I try to search for something deeper,
I find nothing.
Thoughts flooding my head,
When all I want is silence,
But the spirits speak to me.
What is there?
What is not?
Confusion and chaos.
The sound of a shattering glass,
dark and morbid,
haunts me from beyond.
Is there some air?
Breathe life into me.
I’m coming undone…
