Darkness
The world is shrouded in a deep darkness.
Whether my eyes are open or closed, I see oblivion.
Not black. Black would be so welcome. Black is pain. Searing, burning, hurting, feeling.
Darkness is nothing. Emptiness. A vista that goes on and on and on, forever blank. Numbness, nothingness.
So I fly away, far, far, far, so far, my wings beating furiously, desperately, trying to escape, not knowing what from.
I fall. Down, down, down. I don't feel the ground when I hit it. Don't feel the grass, rocks, earth, cold. Don't feel the pain. Still lost in the darkness.
a/n: Please review, constructive critisism is not only welcome, its needed. Seriously, I want to know what you think...I can handle it. Thanks!
Disclaimer: Anything you recognize does not belong to me. Its all James Patterson's genius.