Noah Body


Eternity


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

Submitted: Thursday, November 07, 2013
Edited: Friday, November 08, 2013

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Nov 7,2103 - descent into hell, extreme depression, cut all ties to everyone, complete isolation is a gift and a curse

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  • Stan Petrovich (11/17/2013 4:43:00 AM)

    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! (Report) Reply

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