Obliterating Oblivion

I sit there staring straight at it Watching it disappear Bit by bit I’m too entangled with it Maybe I’m a part and parcel of it The more I look at it The less I see It stares back hard Now I’m scared I don’t know what it’s thinking It looks menacing But I know I’m not liking this feeling Now I can’t feel anything anymore The world just fades away Along with everything in it I see my sisters I call out to them I stretch forth my hands But they don’t seem to hear me They don’t seem to see me What is this? Is this death taking a tour of me? Is this life after death?