It's Already Over

A life misled.
My body, so still.
The stagnant blood surrounds me.
I find peace in silence.
In a search for a "God".
Another state of being.
I search for heaven in the ceiling,
But all I've found is an endless sea of black.
I feel myself letting go.
I submit myself to what the world chose for me.
My eyes roll back.
The terror begins.
I follow the light.
There's nothing at the end.