I travel the void, not thinking about direction
all seems the same to me-
Cold, calm, deserted
all seems apart of me-
I travel the void, walking further away from the light
all seems to frighten me-
Pretenders, Hypocrites, Fakes
all seem to know me-
I stop to catch my breathe
air seems to not enter me-
I travel the void-deeper, darker
Distance isn't an option to me-
'Enter the darkness' reads the sign,
Doesn't seem to phase me-
Cold sweat drips, knees shake, breathe draws weak
Death is after me-
Yet I continue to walk the void
I do this for me-
System shutting down, lungs collapse, skin turns blue
I did this for me-
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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