Everything is cold, damp and gray
The oppressive dark a mere breath away
Restraining, drowning, dragging down
Viscously smothering every last sound
Tendrils choking, gagging, gasping for air
Dead eyes frozen in a thousand yard stare
Nullity, empty, no pain, not a single tear
The light, the dark all that's left to fear
Death fills all, not a single life's spark
Subsumed body and soul by the icy cold dark
Nothing is here and there's nothing ahead
Eternity is nothingness after you're dead
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Recently read a book, Why Is There Something Rather Than Nothing, in which the astrophysicist-writer proposes that, in the end, the universe will simple fade away, and we are lucky to live in such a time as to see the distant galaxies and understand that even the Big Bang occurred. Also we (if we make it at all, which I doubt) and any other beings out there will also simply fade away, and in the distant future will not even have stars in the sky to wonder over!