About My Fear; Poem by James Devany

Venture within me.
Through chasms and crevices
Inside my mind.
You've arrived
Love deprived
Broken,
Beaten,
Scared,
Into the depths of the center of my dread.
The nightmarish gleam,
Or so it may seem,
Are paces;
'Til I'm dead.
As they count,
On my account,
A sudden demon calls,
As with when the clock's hand erodes,
The final beat, ends dream's final road.
Muse, I do, upon this thought,
So inconceivable.
To cease,
Into, without, and despite,
Nothingness.
As brain stops,
May it be that soul follows suit?
The frozen tremble,
Distributes itself between love and grief,
Within the confines,
Of my heart.
I cannot shake
These tremors
Non-existential
Death.