The End of Everything

 Absolute pain
deep, deep darkness.
Even your very breath on my neck hurts.
Guilt, all encompassing,
surrounding every single sensation.
Want running through every single fiber,
your fingertips setting off all my alarms.
Stop, stop, stop!
Screaming inside my head,
loud, harsh,
real but not tangible.
This could be the end of everything.

(originally written Dec. 2008)