Without sound, without distance

A floating abyss that is as claustrophobic as a panic room

Or as vast as outer space

Isolation

No living soul around

No wind

No rustling of leaves

No footsteps

Your heartbeat stays inside your chest

Your breath stays inside your lungs

All around is white

Because the darkness holds far more sound

But the light? It exposes

If there is nothing in the light

Then there is _nothing_

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If I scream, and no one hears it,

Did I really scream?

If I speak, and no one listens,

Did I really speak?

If I breathe, and no one notices,

Do I exist at all?

The absence of all

Drives even the sanest to the brink

Which is why silence

Is the ultimate weapon

The cruelest torture

For if I live, and no one cares,

Am I alive at all?