Sinking, sinking below the depths of the ocean blue,
into the darkness surrounding the milky white moon.
Being in a glass box that holds no air,
Or opening your eyes to a never ending stairs.
A black nothing rising from the bottom of your soul,
enveloping your heart, trying to lull,
It into a forever sleep,
A dreamless state,
A worthless heap,
Of muscle and icy blood-
all cold remnants of what once was.