Reality slips from my mouth with every exhaling breath.
Skies revolve around a silent, faceless world.
I run to catch up with time.
Skeleton bones scratch the skin inside me as I move.
Alone once again, everything staring into my soul.
Inside out, spinning, I fall into a bare hole of nothing.
So high, but never been so low, gravity pulls me into 
myself.
The world collapses as my brain tilts inside my head.
Pounding inside my veins, a rush of pure pleasure for 
every moment.
Fixing upon a silent notion of the world,
I hear no words; I speak no thoughts, only me against 
Darkness.
3-D world ahead everything; concentration drives me over 
the edge.
I slip under, hallucinations creep between fixtures inside 
my heart.
Memory washes away; my sanity incomplete.
I move, but no feelings arise from the waters of hell.
Hours of pure insanity soon switch to tears of pain.