Nothingness

She sat in the densest depths

Of the dungeons of her mind,

Trying to escape from all that was

Perhaps, a bit more conspicuous than what,

Her mind had ever been ready

To accept. She tried to escape

The vehemently brutal reality

By escaping in those dungeons,

Guarded heavily by

A nexus of her own emotions,

Those dark ones, which, rather than

Assisting her to overcome her irrationalities

Further pushed her into a whirlpool of

Unthoughtful and vague conclusions.

These dungeons deepened all of her fears

Her insecurities, and added to

The instabilities of

Her already perturbed soul, reeling under

The massive impediment of

Her labyrinthine emotions.

She succumbed to numbness

In those dungeons, unable to find a way out

Or should one say, unwilling

To find a way out,

The way of coming to terms with

The reality and accepting it.

She chose the other way,

The darkest one, for it seemed to

Comfort her irrational insecurities,

Feed them, and she seemed content with it.

She succumbed in those dungeons,

Her emotions leading the way,

To nothingness.