Epiphany

Empty hallways, cafeterias and computer labs. Enveloped in solitary depression. Enjoyment or Pain? A gooner, deprived of hope and meaningful life. Above the buildings, I stand. Raising my head, awaiting epiphany, wanting suffering to end. I broke my neck. Struggling to breath. I mustered thy will, released thy legs.

Falling through wind, like silk embracing skin. Epic sensation, awaiting unravelling, enlightenment, and meaningful afterlife attainment.