denied. executed. breathless. beneath the dirt and water; beneath the core, beneath the end, to which cannot be calculated. no description of feelings or surroundings, for it is literally nothing. purgatory would be heaven at this point. but not sent, chosen would be the right word. just didn't know it was never-ending. chasing peace and quiet; simplicity. couldn't find it on any island, any deserted piece of land in any god-damn country in the world. nor the ocean, nor the sky, nor the unexplainable abyss of black space above and around it all. (we are only but the empty)