You have met the ropes end, your out of strength, Knuckles white. Everything surrounds you now, Why couldn't you see it there before? Where is the end? Your spiraling down, stretching your arms out waiting to catch an edge, waiting for that warm hand to grab yours...
...Your not lost, you know exactly where you are. How long have you been waisting your time? Just waiting...waiting for some one to see you there?
The piercing silence...everything just fading to a sad, sad shade of gray. Wandering, wondering, clinging to the silence.
The darkness surrounding you, for some reason is comforting... At least you are feeling something around you right?
Everyone around you has abandoned you...but yet you still have silence and darkness surrounding you... at least you have something...
