when I think about a life apart from God
I see darkness
blankness
a world full of
wonder and
lust
gratification in every want
not knowing
that the want is
darkness
always eating
always playing
always digging a grave
deeper
with no way to escape
seeing darkness
as light
the dirt
as a blanket
the shovel
as a sword
chewing the air
to swallow
seeing
the opening at top
slipping further away
until
nothing