There is no correction
To conclude the fear I hold.
I can see the palpable darkness
Stretching afar
Beckoning my hand to grasp
At the only possible death
That lies in front of me.

I see my hand bend forward
Without my mind's permission.
I feel my heart disappearing within the darkness
I visualize a loss within my last thoughts
Corrupting my judgement of the next happening.

I can only cry
I cannot wish, die, or fight
I cry for the pain to disappear along with my heart.
To ignore the credibility of mind
And pass the happiness to my hand.

I recieve nothing from this darkness,
Only another tear,
Only another day of despair,
Only a death without death.
A lost soul within my own self.
 
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