Echos of Torment

Everything is moving Faded images sweeping by in front of me Pain is your only constant Teasingly it promises to fade Specters hardly cognizable Whispers reduced to nothing Stopping short of your ear Pain is your only constant Teasingly it promises to fade Is it your fear of nothingness that holds it Begs it to stay that keeps it, pleads for it Not forget you pain is all you know now But in nothingness, what is pain? Pain is your only constant Teasingly it promises to fade As the world, or your perception of it But I stays It stays