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colors
patterns
swirling around
nothing meshing
voices in the distance
calling
reaching out
to me
constantly bombarded
with sounds
images
nothing makes sense
no logic
no comprehension
hoping
for a net
or something
to catch me
as I fall
through the earth
past boundaries
that have laid
unbroken
for all eternity
spinning
tumbling
waiting
for darkness
to embrace the Void
that is my soul
my heart
my mind
goes for a joy ride
taking my body
for a spin
ignoring
the screams
of agony
and pain
that exude
from my
emotions
it revels
in the
torment
of my soul
inflicting
trauma
after trauma
after trauma
forever
and ever
and ever
and never ceasing
the misery
that is heaped
upon me
insult
upon taunt
upon jest
upon injury
building higher and higher
a skyscraper
of raw
anguish
spewing out
of every
aperture
radiating tremendous heat
from each
individual
pore
out to the universe
where people
turn up the A.C.
so they won't
build up a sweat
dying...