Absolutely Nothing at All

I don't know how long I can outrun the chasm

Perhaps a year, maybe even a decade

But as certain as the slow march of death

I am now certain that darkness will grow forever

Gorging on the land until all is nothing

And every man and beast has been devoured

In that lightless monstrosity I am convinced that I beheld the face of God

In her eyes I saw only inscrutable madness

And when the chasm finally catches up to me

I will return screaming to it

Clawing up to the heavens in deathless futility

In that unfathomable depth I fear I will continue to exist in tortuous existential agony

Until the very inertia of the universe precludes the infinite expanse of the void

And death will be but a dream

I can see the darkness spreading

I can stare into it's horizon

Perhaps I finally understand humanity's great sadness

To embrace chaos is surely better than to suffer it

But I am still afraid of what I am about to suffer