A blank piece of paper,
Stark empty.
Unfocused.
She searches the recesses
Of her mind,
Searching for a thought.
Panic arises.
All she finds is nothing,
Along with the dust
Coating her fingertips
As she trails them along
The dark floor.
Time has ceased to exist.
There is only nothingness.
She has lost her words,
Her sight,
Her thoughts,
Her life.
She sits in the emptiness,
Alone in her mind,
Where no one can harm her.
Where no one can save her.
