Blackness fills,
the space around,
There is no time,
There is no sound,
Nothing below,
There is no ground,
Stuck in this darkness,
Behind my black mask,
Seeing the world,
Through tinted glass,
Its so hard to breathe,
In this poisonous gas
As the mask goes down,
It turns to night,
As all hope is lost,
And then a light,
a glowing arc,
A beacon of hope,
A glow so bright,
Enough to blind,
Can only be seen,
With a mask to hide behind.
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