I wonder what it would feel like if death got ahold of me... wrapping me in it's arms and pulling me into the dark abyss that awaits my soul in the "afterlife" merging my consciousness with the everlasting nothingness that the universe has in store for us. I am gone. My body may walk the mortal plane, a heap of fat flesh and bones, but my mind is off in the cosmos dancing in agony along with the heavenly bodies. I want to fill my lungs with smoke and water, I want to burn my flesh and boil my blood, I want to remove my vitals. I want this to end. Every agonizing second makes me feel so lost, not sad, not anger, just pure hopelessness....
