Im swimming in darknes as a crippling weight hangs over me.

I find myself constrained so tightly breathing has become a challenge, thinking has become impossible.

Fatigue rusts me, chaining me deeper into my prison.

A crowded street or an empty room show little difference in the sunken eyes of solitude.

Solitude is not the lack of life around you, solitude is a vile terrifiying demon.

It plagues you, consumes you, feeds off your life force until the pulse of another living creature cant find its way past your skin.

Then, it just continues to feed.

Its not the room that's empty.

You're the void.

You're your own blackhole, freefalling within yourself with no bottom in sight.

Fatigue. My very soul aches. My consciousness is abandoning me;
                                          
                                              im slipping...