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A storm clouding my senses, I rest my sleepless head against the rocks of insanity. Pondering within my mind, 'Where am I? Who am I?' but unsucessful in finding the answers I search for. I tumble down the cliffs of confusion and fall into the raging waters of pain. I am no longer what I once was. I am non existent to the one who matters. The waves of torment crash upon me and I start my descent into the world of beyond. My breath has run out and I take in the cool water that satisfies my thirst for sleep. My eyes close and I let the currents of death sweep me away from the cruelty of the world I once loved. Where am I? Who am I? Truth is my gift from death. I am beyond now. I am no one now.

'Was it a dream?'
'It was not.'
'Will he ever care?'
'He will not.'
My final question lingers on my mind and tongue. The answer is what I fear now. It will be the last of my words before my eternal sleep.
'Will he be happy?'
"He will."

I inhale the fumes of mortality and let the silence I've longed for settle upon my bosom. I rest, all eternity to ponder on my truths.