The dripping echoing throughout the room
I can't see, is this my punishment?
Where is the light when I need it most?
Darkness consumes me.
The endless void draws closer.
I cry but no sound exits my lips.
It's in my mouth.
The dripping is getting closer.
I'm scared.
But not of the darkness that consumes me
or the still endless void.
I'm scared of the end.
Nov 11, 2017
Nov 11, 2017 at 7:49 AM UTC
The dripping echoing throughout the room
I can't see, is this my punishment?
Where is the light when I need it most?
Darkness consumes me.
The endless void draws closer.
I cry but no sound exits my lips.
It's in my mouth.
The dripping is getting closer.
I'm scared.
But not of the darkness that consumes me
or the still endless void.
I'm scared of the end.
this one time, there was this glue
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