Aias

Then nothing

Then nothing

It keeps coming back
surrounds me like a dust in the air
waiting for every opportunity
to pounce the wall I had built for so long.

An invisible wall 
guarding the core of my existence
a sanctuary
a safe place for my soul

Resides my will to live, 
my reasons to fight, my sanity
and memories that binds me in this world.

Yet the wall I had built
is slowly turning to ash, crumbling, 
fading into thin air.

Then the darkness creeps onto
embracing me as if it owns me
then I\'m falling
then nothing.