The ligths fade away.**

Engulfed in obscurity I search for an exit. I stumble on every piece of furniture in the room as I desperately crawl on the floor.; my head is already bleeding from the constant stumbling.

I try to feel my surroundings, but to no avail. I can't sense anything until I crash into it. It's almost as if it purposefully hides away, coming out only to beat me up.

I start to lose faith.

My body is weak and tired. I'm losing too much blood from seemingly, self inflicted wounds.

I manage to find a wall, and I press my back onto it. I sit on the floor, and burst into tears.


I have accepted my fate...



my darkened, lonely fate.