Coldness of Blackness

When everything is empty,
after everything is black,
when all roads close before you,
and there is no turning back.

Life stands still,
no sound, no light, no laughter,
no life, no death, no hereafter.

No searching for another way to turn,
so much more to learn,
no answers.

Where is this place,
I have never been before,
yet there is no leaving.
I cant hear my breathing,
I cant feel, cold consumes me,
let me freeze, let me be.

Just please dont forget me.