She tried to fill her mind with sheets of positives. She tried to spoon feed the space within her skull large bites of all things hopeful. She tried to push words of wisdom and faith into her brain with sheer force of dying will. But try as she might, all her mind would carry was a vast and echoing emptiness that refused to be filled.
She grabbed papers lined with negatives in her desperation, and tried to fill her mind with those instead. She tried to spoon feed the space within her skull small bites of anything she could find. She tried to push words of any kind into her brain with sheer force of dead will. But try as she might, all her mind would carry was a dark and silent lack that refused to be filled.
She searched and searched inside the dark. She felt around the edgeless lack, and tried to listen beyond the quiet. But all she found was more absence, more lack and more space. All she found within herself was a mind gone blank in protest, and a brain gone empty in strike. After all her efforts were worn and spent, she gave in and finally stopped. She sat among all the black waiting for things she knew not about.
She grabbed papers lined with negatives in her desperation, and tried to fill her mind with those instead. She tried to spoon feed the space within her skull small bites of anything she could find. She tried to push words of any kind into her brain with sheer force of dead will. But try as she might, all her mind would carry was a dark and silent lack that refused to be filled.
She searched and searched inside the dark. She felt around the edgeless lack, and tried to listen beyond the quiet. But all she found was more absence, more lack and more space. All she found within herself was a mind gone blank in protest, and a brain gone empty in strike. After all her efforts were worn and spent, she gave in and finally stopped. She sat among all the black waiting for things she knew not about.
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