The Abyssal Disturbance

Floating.
Nothing.
Everything.
But nothing.
Reality.
I see it.
Reality.
Reaching out, slapping me in my face.
I woke up and was still asleep.
Am I dead?
Am I alive?
Who knows. All I see is darkness.
Consuming me?
Enveloping me?
Which will it be this time?
How do you know the end is certain this time, when you've been here before?
All I can do is wait.
Wait.

For a saviour.
But who?
Who will enter my abyss of darkness?
Who dares enter this chasm of chaos, of wander, of fear.
This chasm of everything, and nothing.

Falling.
Not floating.
It was dream to think I could float.
Deeper into the darkness I am pulled.
Should I struggle?
Would it make a difference?
No. Just fall.. Its okay to fall... You've been falling all along.

My eyes.
My eyes burn now.
What?.... Light?
Why is my chasm so warm?

Reality.
Reality slaps me in face again.
But this time its a kiss...
The kiss of light on a cold face.
This is happening.

I'mnolongerfallingeverythingishappeningtoofastwhatisgoingonsomebodyhelp....
The light spoke.
It had the melody of a bird and brought the madness of the impossibility.

"You are not alone anymore."