The darkness around me recedes leaving an empty abyss. Consciousness slowing creeps in like a venom slowly killing my will to live. I listen to the bird songs pouring through my window. A normal person would be glad to hear them, but right now I need quiet. I stumble out of bed to close the window, I look at the alcohol surrounding me, the only respite I’ve found in weeks. I close the window and fall back into bed. My best friend, the light in my darkness, gone forever. I shed a silent tear. I feel a blackness surrounding me. Not even the brightest light can help me. I pull the blanket closer and feel sleep coming, but I fight it, when I sleep I think of her. I get out of bed and try to walk to the kitchen when I fall and hit my head. I try to get up but I can’t. Everything hurts. I put my head down and sleep a sad sleep.