Nothing
The world fades faster than ever before.
I needed to get away....
Running, screaming, crying
Red, green, blue
The colors fade from this world before my eyes
My eyes are shut, yet I can see.
There is nothing left to see, however.
A meaningless void of nothing.
White, empty space.
Nothing.
I am nothing?
I am surrounded by emptiness.
I try to scream, but the sound echoes in the silence, nothing here to stop it.
No answer. No sound. Nothing.
Absolutely nothing. I reach out.
And grab my pen.
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