A Bed Made of Spiders

Deep Blue

   I wish to sink and sink forever, until the light dies out and there's no air to breathe. 

   Until I'm beyond everyone's reach, simply gone into the abyss. 

   To say not one more word and to grasp nothing I could feel. Forever forgotten, no one would look for me. It's as if I had dissappeared into thin air and the world would just move forward without me. 

   In  a battle of the need to live and the need to die, I'd suffocate knowing I had no choice. Only in that moment, I'd find peace and sigh in acceptance as my eyelids grow heavy. Where I'd sleep for eternity floating in the deep end of a bottomless pit. 

   There they'd go, my hopeless dreams flying around my unconscious body within the dark abyss. They'd look for a way out. Forever lost. Forever forgotten. Yet, peaceful than ever...