desent
gaze into the void
ignore the noise
consuming chemicals to break the seal
starting gun prompts the drop
blackness but not quite
its beautiful without my vision despite
instead of turning heel
I stay and investigate
nothing good lives here
flashes of tunnels and objects
using my third eye to project
the things whisper to me to die
they say I should die
they say I should die
they say it's better this way
falling
it's dark
it's just me here
it's better this way