The Ultimate Pact

I'm immune to the darkness that surrounds me;
The Void…
So empty, all alone.
Immune to the pain;
I don't hurt anymore.
The soul dies as the depression grows…
No light reaches these hazel eyes.
My mind slows as the conception of defeat is realized.
I'm alone in my head;
No one's interrupting,
No one's ideas block my own,
No one pushes me away.
The sadness grows;
The depression sets in;
Blinds me to all else.
Still alone in the Void of dark,
Like night all day,
Nothing else.
Death…
A conception well known,
A far off fact that's never shown,
It’s always there haunting me
Like a far off nightmare I can't see.
Never been within my reach,
Something I don't wish to teach.
I'm doomed…
I've realized my fate…
Never shown it, Never hate,
Always known,
A far off fact.
My deal with Death:

THE ULTIMATE PACT