• His body lunged into the vast darkness,
    Falling, falling, never ending.

    He dosent scream,
    He dosent yell.

    All he does is wait,
    Waiting for the impact.

    His limp body looking lifeless,
    No emotion, no expression.

    What lies at the bottom is of no importance to him,
    All he cares is how long it will take.

    For he has ached all his life,
    The pain of life was like a rabid bear.

    Tearing at him,
    Leaving nothing behind.

    To him this is a joyus occasion,
    But he does not show it.

    Instead he thinks back,
    Back to his past.

    The very past he despised,
    Now the only thing he has.

    Time flies by,
    An eternity it seems.

    Still the boy is falling,
    Never aging, never dieing.

    Just stuck in the past,
    And all the mistakes he made.

    Now what was a foolish boy,
    Is now wise.

    His life was that of a good one,
    His own selfishness making it bad.

    A tear streaks down his face,
    Opening his eyes for the first time.

    There is a bright light below him now,
    Coming closer, closer, brighter, brighter.

    He smiles while shielding his eyes,
    Now the kid awakes.

    In his bed in a cold sweat he looks around,
    Franticly, amazed.

    The boy huffs,
    Breathing in the precious air.

    He just smiles,
    Laying back down, dreaming of tomorrow instead of yesterday...