There is a place,
or rather the absence of a place.
No location,
just need coordination.
How do you find it?
Keep trying.
No need for crying.
An endless white void,
No - not white,
that has been forgotten,
now rotten.
A graveyard for memories,
that have no place.
People try desperately to recover them,
Only to discover their fate.
You enter the stage, there is nothing, nobody, nowhere,
Just objects that have lost their purpose,
to be replaced and never thought about,
erased and left to stay here for eternity.
Nothing ever comes out,
only emotions of rage, sadness and then hopelessness.
You walked arrived,
to nothingness.
However there was one singular object,
an oasis of hope in a vast desert.
It was something,
or rather the lack of nothing.
A small plush teddy bear,
mangled, almost unrecognizable from its original form,
bringing back your warm innocence,
but like everything, it quickly fades.
And as the void pulls you down into its embrace,
the world becomes whole.