The Void
written by: Kate MacDonald
@etherealtruth
I felt a hot sharp pain, my breath left my body, darkness prevailed,
I spiraled, then there was an aching nothing, every sense had failed.
I flew like an empty sack, skywards, all my plans, my future, gone
Was this a prelude to death, no wailing, just flailing, living done?
This cannot be all, where is the bright light, the heavenly chorus
the panacea fed to us to make our going joyous,
relief when we’ve ascended, not this, abandoned, ended,
Wait, I hear a caring voice, within the void, transcended.
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