There was no start, but
it was bound to never end.
To go on forever.
The past was still existent in the present,
and the present led to the future.
Infinitely stuck in the past.
In one moment.
Never consciously present,
but hovering above,
watching yourself,
disintegrating before your own eyes,
but always still there.
Break away.
Close your eyes.
Take it in.
Don’t worry,
you’re still here.