The Big One

Untethered and roaming in a world I've never seen The colors have all changed A parallel to what I knew, yet different Emptiness has introduced itself Like a balloon expanding, I float with nothing to hold me I feel, yet there's still nothing I blink with ease, though there's weight in my eyes As if I'm being pulled down by an invisible force that I can't see, but instead, feel The light has left me. The embers are gone It's cold and the only comfort there is the grey smoke that coats the surfaces Life did once exist. Dreams were painted all over the walls Hope filled the tables Grey remains The quiet remains Comforting all the same. Alone again I am, but that's okay In my own home, I'm a guest now I don't know this place, but a sense of familiarity brushes my mind Have I been here before? Who lives here? Who lived here? Welcome home