Spaces between myself and the outer world are seen as infinite darkness that stretches for miles.
How I want to go there as it beckons me to walk into the nothing as even unseen the aisles.
How I keep staring, should I seer?
Why I keep staring, should I fear?
I fear not to walk into the void for it is of darkness and nothing, but yet all is seen if we open the inner eye.
I fear not to walk into the void for it is darkness and nothing, but yet all is seen has not even been set to die.
I am willing to embrace the journey into this void of life, as my body aging into near gold.
I am willing to embrace the powers I have live in me, as I have always been old.