I'm sinking into the darkness
My soul is dying before myself.
I can't feel anything except the darkness...and the cold.
I have forgotten what it feels like to feel the light, to be warm, to feel loved.
It doesn't matter anymore, what I do.
What I say, where I go.
I'm still alone in the dark.
When was the last time I was truly happy? I don't remember
The meaning of the word.
The sound of the letters seem foreign to me.
I sink into this darkness where I have become to know as a safe place.
Where no one can get mad at me, or even see me.
I may be alone but at least I am not ridiculed, I willing sink further into myself.
Into the cold peaceful darkness;
Were I might die in peace.
