A Bloody Circle

I took a chance.
A chance that had both good and bad possible endings.
I have stepped into the abyss
and now I can see what everyone is talking about.
This is what you see before you die.
There is no tunnel,
there is no light.
Step with me into the abyss
and see all the faces
and nameless worlds
that have crossed before us.
A spinning wheel of death.
Colors mixed on angry canvass curves,
swirled by fingers frustrated and cold.
Left alone empty, meaningless.
Water drips along my back,
tingling my mind.
Inside my head the universe spins,
losing life with every rotation.
Until at last you're stiff.
Floating in a frozen circle.