I fell into myself and emptiness surrounded me from all sides, and I no longer know whether I am a body or just a sadness hanging in the air. Whatever it was, it collapsed I lost my memories. Names, faces, colors… The only thing left is a weight that weighs on my chest Comrade The end of the road is neither death nor life; the end of the road is only nothing; And we, without any resistance become that same nothing. See more