Free Falling

I free fall into the abyss of life
Down and down I spiral, entering the darkest caverns of my Soul
I question the relativity of my existence
I am but a mini molecule of humanity
I am a grain of sand clutched in the jaws of this pragmatic pismire
How infinitesimal, how minute am I
An ambulatory amoeba, in its cell of my imprisonment
I cry out for my sanity
But it was long ago neutered by nothingness
So, slowly I evaporate
Into the black hole of infinity
Now antiquated, but once so sagacious
Realizing I am nothing
I prepare for the finality of me