Vanishing point

If you look long enough into the void,the void begins to look back through you.F.Nietzsche

Vanishing point

I cut my veins, then

I sat there, watching

My blood drops falling

Down, on the floor

Rain, has just stopped

Outside my window

Still, I hear drops

Same like before

Sailing, in an empty

Void of silence

Destined to an island

Having no shore

Hovering, and sinking

Flying, and drowning

Cold is a naked

Blanket, I wore

Lights are flickering

Dim, and bickering

Sounds gone, and will not

Come any more