Have you ever felt the cold?
The great nothing
The fear of sleep
What comes upon the absent?
Ever vexed by these greater futilities?
An uncertain future
Fast broken if fortunate
When I wake
Will there be
What feels like centuries ago?
I learned the limits of our confines
A damning sentence
The looming question
Death complex normalized
Each day more paths converge
A meeting with the water
We kindle a light
For the little death
We blind ourselves
And wake from beyond
Fear not the drink
Heed the call of the lake
The only true horror I've known
Taken by the dreaming darkness
A void of torment
A faceless death
Plagued by visions
Of what can never be
Falling deeper out of control
Paralyzed, wiped from existence
Gaping bridge, noxious void
Oblivion unbridled
Conceptual annihilation
Perilous depths
In the mind of the sleeper
Endless repetitions in time
Incessant obsessions
I have died a thousand times
Yet to find my way
There are days that I forget
A numbing peace without turmoil
But the moments are fleeting
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