07.27.2000

When two worlds collided I didn’t realize that it was only myself that became lost in the aftermath. The universe was created in a week and mine was destroyed in a moment.

The hand that reached down didn’t have enough strength to pull me from beneath the ocean. I looked to the horizon as the moon slowly followed the sun into infinity. Within myself lay a burden I had not yet cast off, the result of years of self-torture, nails driven slowly through each limb. Blood mixed with water as I patiently waited to break the surface.

Even now, as I slip further from reality, I can feel her hands caressing my broken body. A tear falls from her face onto mine as all the world goes dark. I can only hope that she will still be there in three days when the stone rolls away...