Nothingness

An icy grip rests on my neck,
Pulling me further and further away.
My friends all stand in a row,
All their eyes are on me
And they watch.
They watch.
And the icy hand
Pulls me further and further
Into the depths of loneliness.
I have never felt so abandoned,
So trapped.
But I do not cry;
The iciness spreads everywhere.
I am hollow,
I am numb.
And I feel nothing
While they watch
As I sink further into the abyss,
Further into nothingness.