The darkness is infinite, no beginning or end.
Yet so bright, so WHITE it hurts to lift your eyelids.
The silence is crushing, so loud, and deafening
The lack of sound pounds to the beat of...
Not your heart, for it beats no more.
Not your blood, for it no longer flows.
Nor your breathing, for that had long since ceased.
It beats to your thoughts.
For that is all that is left of you.