The Veil of the Void.

Veil of the Void  

How i can blink for a split second and not remember that i blinked?
Standing before the matter of the void.I see nothing.I hear nothing. I say believe it or not, even now as i tell you these things now,nothing. 
How long have i been standing here?I probably couldn't tell you. Although i do know that it is from here that i will begin. And assuming that i ever will, or ever did, when i do', or when i did' eventually escape from this prison of vacancy, my fortunes were' and will' still be well out of bounds.
The end of me is ever present. Hidden in pockets here and there. Hiding in the nooks and crannies of the ground i walk upon,the walls that I traverse by.In the darker outlined shades of clouds in the sky. Always ready to rain down complete and utter oblivion onto the substance that i call actual reality. 
A void in so many places it can be impossible getting anywhere.. 
Myself, I'm likely to fall into those pockets of end, and end back right here..The only place i can begin,
Before the veil of a void. 
...A frustrating thing, for sure.