Basking in empty sensory
The sun begins to wilt for me
Spectrally it pleas me
Existence to cease to be
The pressure it brought me back
The entrance I found was impeded
The exit I sought became out of sight
The path that I tread is to aimless light
Separate at the seams
I’ve settled with this
Within myself
Within Myself
Time passes
Inert and I cant react