Empty

No more words.
No more voices.
No more happy inspirations.
Just a still quiet void.
No future.
No one to hold.
No one to love.
Oblivion is Fucking Nigh!
This emphemeral body...
Flesh and skin; soft, smooth, my bondage.
Bones and tendons; strong, hard, my bondage.
My organs are what keep me alive.
Shall I carve into them, No Future?
Are you there?
Hello, I am your Mind.
And I am your Future.
What do you want?!
Allow me and her, to lead you to the light.
No! Leave Alone!
Squeeze the hand, smoke and a loud thunderous voice resonates from it.
Crimson regret pouring from my head, splatters all over the empty void.
My Mind dismembered and ripped apart.
My Future, like the seeds of a dandelion, gone with the wind.
The end is fucking nigh....