I wake up in place
A place unlike anything
No sign of life
No sign of a place
a white void
I stood and called out
My voice has no echo
What is this place
Am I dreaming
Is this real
Am I dead
I close my eyes for awhile
I open to a face
The face seems familiar
The welcoming feel of the face
A face so Majestic
But unsettling
The quietness
The sound of nothingness is broken by a laugh
A laugh that is not mine
The face didn't move its mouth
The laugh gets louder
It has an echo
I stand there confused
The face seems closer
The laughs get louder
Blood slats on my face
A pair of hands seem to be coming out of the face
The face seems closer
The laughs gets louder
I try to move away
The face keeps getting closer
The laughs gets louder
It's torn more open
The face keeps getting closer
The laughs stop
Face to face
The opening is a black void
I stare into the void
A new face appears
It smiles
I close my eyes
Am I dreaming
Is this real
Am I dead
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The Face of The Void
PoetryAwaken in the white space of the void. There's only you and familiar face.