I am so sick
of this dark place.
So sick
of being sick
of myself.
I just want leave,
absence, temporary
vacancy of this
darkness. I want
to be free.
Let me be free.
Let me be free.
Let me be free
please, I cry.
And I cry.
I scream into the
dark. And the
dark screams back.
It screams,
you. You are nothing.
I know,
I know it is right,
but I hope to rid myself
of this darkness
anyway. I need
freedom. I need
peace. I need
help. Help me!
Take these chains,
break them,
slash them,
for I cannot.
Take this darkness,
lift it,
banish it and send it
away, for I cannot!
Help me, please!
And in the darkness,
only an echo.
Please. Someone.
Anyone.
Take me. Take
me from this
place. I am so
sick of this
dark place.