It was silent, like the world had stopped turning.

For a moment you believed it had, your thoughts churning,

but no thoughts came to your brain.

If they did, they weren't earthshattering, they didn't weigh down on you like a chain.

Nothing surrounded you.

It was an empty, colorless void that didn't make you feel any coup.

You were alone, in a land of nothingness.

The world was fleeting, it had faded fast due to your foolishness.

There was no light here, no water, and you were running out of air.

Your situation wasn't fair.

You were suffering for a reason uncertain,

you felt your soul ebbing away, your passion.

It was gone with the wind, left to die.

You drew your final breath, accepting that your plans had gone awry.

You held it, staring at what could have been,

before letting go, and leaving the place where your world once stood, serene.