Empty Sky Filled with Bugs

Up above my headempty sky, overcast, grey.bits of white cloudsmark emptiness. The pain of it,heavy, thick,clamped to my skin,holding me in place,substantial darkness engulfing me,nothingness above. The sky above my headis nondescript, greyvoid, openempty. Unzipping myself out of depression,I shed all of my clothes,and lay, bare skinagainst the earth. Beneath me, life force a buzzing …