Violet Night Poem by Aram Stefanian

You recover consciousness after falling into a blackout
And wonder what's just happened to your keen vision.
Capable of seeing everything but yourself, you voice a doubt
If you still exist in time and space, or is that an illusion?
Slipping out of the foggy tunnels into a violet night,
You hover over cold unfamiliar stars in utter desolation.
Nobody's coming for you, yet you're waiting for the light,
The eerie stillness gives off a smell of annihilation.
Then you hear a gentle voice of your final tour guide,
''To reach the new sun you need me so bad you can taste it.
I can lead you to the point where the souls abide.
Your former world is destroyed, and all ended up wasted.''