Falling Down
An endless hole, unspoken of by creation,
A hole in the world with cold black walls.
Cold frost clings to the air you’re falling through,
And the blackness grows,
You know it has no ending.
And you feel numb,
And then it ends…
feeding on the living world,
numbing it’s prey, feasting on your flesh.
As if arctic winds blew there, once..
As you fall in further,
Soon everything will be dark.
You’re falling into all eternity,
forever and ever and ever…
years and years of falling,
falling… into that endless hole.
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