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Here, it is where I lay.
The birds of reverie and promise
Ascend, scantily, a hair out of my reach...

From the void that was my life prior
A supernova detonates, expanding never-ending light
All throughout my universe.
It is now I understand.. what it is to live.

I'm accompanied alongside my own personal euphoria
Merriment and exuberance berate out of my soul
Lighting the horizon of my world ablaze.
This realm cannot contain the supreme jubilation I feel!
I'm alive! The wings of my heart escalate!
And soar! I love you.

It's windy.
It grows arduous to glide at such velocity.
How can Babel climb so high, if not for a strong foundation?
Below, our groundwork heaves. I've grown dizzy.
The clouds swirl and boom in anger
What is this lightning?

It's loud.
The cacophonous of emphatic sequester
Reverberates, leaving behind a barrage of drum-fire.
It's moving too fast.
What's happening?

It's hot.
The decalescent scorching of my own hatred..
Impetuous. How dare you allow this to happen?
The mirror burns red. Reflections grow truculent.
I'm impassioned. Vehement, to be precise.

I begin to plummet,
submerging myself in the incoherent chasms of my mind..

It's silent.
A universe once coruscating with illumination
Now dwindles... Quiescently, it remains still.
Reticent.. The hollow hallways of my memory over flood.
I remember.
I remember everything.
Why is this happening to me?
Numb...

It's cold..
A churlish, implacable reminder of what I am.
Excavated. A mere shell of myself prior.
Yet filled with so much melancholy..
So much abasement.. Abjectness.
Misery...
I'm so alone..
Where are you..?

I'm scared..
How is it an organ so strong could shatter so easily?
Despair grips it's unrelenting fist upon my spirit
The undercurrent is tenacious. Unyielding.
I'm drowning alive.. I cannot breathe.. Yet there's no water..
No pool in which I'm encumbered. Nary a drop.
Instead, I sink into the shadows of forlorn abandonment...
I'm lost... Buried..

It's a dubious situation... One that none can fathom..
Yet I'm destined to roam the plight, forever alone..

This... Schism... hurts so much..
Please.. Come back..
..You're never returning.

Wait..

Have I learned the answer to peace?
Yes.. an ephemeral moment of agony
For an eternity of escape..

Relief. Humor bubbles in my corpse.
Truly hollow. Truly vacant.
Devoid of life. A cavernous vessel.
Humor bubbles in my corpse.

Was I not once buried before?
Was I not once empty?
Was I not once already in the void?
Laughter overtakes my lifeless caravan.

Hahahaha!

I take flight once more..
I'm free...