I want the world to disappear.
To slowly fade away, bit by bit, falling to pieces around me
Till there is nothing
Silence.
Only the gentle brush of the wind
No longer a sensory assault that refuses to be assuaged
Stillness.
Quiet.
I want to stand
I want to stand
And breathe deep
Tension easing away into the open
Floating like motes
Until it disappears.
Til bit by bit I too
Ease away into nothingness
Sleep
Rest
Freedom.
