thinking

Silence all around, darkness engulfing me like a snake would devour its prey. consuming my very soul and strangling me with my own breath. I walk. i walk until my legs fall numb, so i sit to gather my thoughts unclear of what leads ahead. also unsure of what i left behind? death. something so simple yet so, over thought. as though we are meant to embrace it with open arms like old friend we have become, or have been? Been but not seen, felt but not delt, with. confusing i know but is it really? is it really not hard to see we, are, gone? gone from what? and where do we go when we are gone? let me show you the truth. the truth that mothers and fathers would hid you from but even they do, not know the....truth no they don't they only know what they see themselves as the truth or simply the facts. but I'm going to far for you to keep up so let me step, back. gone... gone from the fact that we are not in control and are simply moving through motions like a computer running till its hard drive is filled. only to be... replaced, we are expandable and movable traspurbible and ill hearted. we go. move and carry on beyond this world and the next to a new realm beyond heaven and hell for you see we are lost within our thoughts and moved to our own. realms. depending on how we encounter death or course, but even so, our liven hells can become enhanced in our, realms. realms of thought, some call it imagination others call it manny more names but i don't have time for details on explaining the millions of different names. darkness. fully consumed by darkness again, i walk, i walk,and i walk, and i walk unable to stop, unable to move away, so i walk. i walk into my, no our old friends arms....i walk into death.