My mind slips out of consciousness as I lay on the bed with a needle in my arm. Down down the rabbit hole I go, not knowing where the journey will end. I slip past the realm of reality and visions find me, nightmares to some and salvation to others, who can really know what they will find on a trip like this? I am lost in the black pit of my own soul. My demons fight and claw at me as I go on my journey. Each time I descend into the abyss, I take one step closer to the edge. How long can I continue down this path? How much longer can I live this way? No one really knows for sure, but I have let the Jeannie out of the bottle and now I am not sure I can put it back. So I will lay here as I become numb and cold, as my heart races and my breathing becomes shallow. I will fall into the darkness, in the hope that I can find an escape from myself.