Have you ever had that dream...
Where you're falling into blackness?
Fading from the realm of the living
As the world drops below you, screaming until your lungs run dry
No one is around to hear you scream...
Yet you're still alive
No one hears you
No one ever does
And your voice trails on
Carried by the wandering winds
Tiny wisps of air
To be ignored by the bustling populace
Empty
hollow
nonexistent
crying