Fall off the face of the Earth
from the ice wall
that keeps the oceans contained
An extra dimensional force
has pushed me to the edge
and in the absence I descend
From the plane
where life exists
into the nothingness
The scientists have lied
slaves to their overlords
with scales instead of skin
But as I fall, I think
“Am I still alive?
And where do I exist?”
No time
No space
What exists beyond the plane Earth?
Suddenly I feel the Earth
beneath my feet
in a world not my own
Descending
into the barren lands
littered with corpses
of pilgrims searching for the truth