Clocks circle the dark abyss that surrounds me.
The angel like wings flap soundless in the vacuum of space.
No way to measure the distance of anything, just darkness.
I watch in the center of it all as the wings shatter into thousands of pieces.
The clocks slowly fall and as the last one begins it's descend, it begins to drag me down.
The pace quicken and the fall was like free falling out of a plane.
I begin to scream, but no sound is heard.
The power increases and I feel me body ripping in all directions.
The pain neverending until I hit the ground and feel no pain.
A hallway streches in front of me, the clocks have disappeared.
There was a golden door at the end of the hall.
I walk down, but everytime I reach for the golden handle, the room expands
and the door runs away harboring a secret.
Doors open some sucking me in to them.
I caught glimpses of pain,
Dreams not fulfilled,
Goals not acheived,
Life destroyed,
Light unatainable.
I carry on to the door, the only source of hope.
But as it grows farther apart, it begins to slip away.
I jog, I run, I sprint.
Still the door carrys on teasing.
I was lost in time,
With no way out.
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