I need your help. I'm lost and alone. I see nothing but darkness. I hear only the low rumbling emitting from

the depths of the cold floor below me. I feel nothing but the sound that shakes me and the ground I lay on. Is

there no saving me? Can't you come? Hold my hand, guide me to safety. Carry me out of this darkness.

Where are you? Are you even here? Can't you hear me calling for you? I need someone, please. My body is

shaking, the ground is too cold and the eternity surrounding me is too vast and dark. The sounds of the deep

are flowing about me like demons of the abyss stomping the ground by my head. Come soon, I need you here.

I need you to take me away, somewhere safe. It's cold here. It's dark. I'm afraid. Where are you? Please, I

need you soon. I feel like the eternity is closing in on me. I can hear the deepest sounds from the pit around

me. Wait... I feel it. It's coming for me. The darkness will swallow me now, the cold floor on which I lay is

wraping it's arms around me, and I am in the grasp of an iron demon. Wait, there is no floor. It's gone, isn't

it? I am no where now. There is only the cold I feel. No pit. No vibrations. No sounds. No warmth. No. It can't

be! Not now! I'm truly alone now. Come, you'll never find me. You can never save me. At the end of the dark,

cold hall, you will find the Blackness that is eternity. I am there. You cannot hear me. You cannot see me. You

may not even be able to feel me. But you can't leave if you do come for me. You can bring no light. The

Blackness will swallow it up in a gulp like dragon. Please, don't come for me. Don't save me. Unless you truly

love me, do not try to save me. It's too late. I won't feel your warmth. I only wish that your hands were here

for me now, that I could just feel them one time. Whoever you may be, I just wish I could see your face. But all

I see is black. No wind. No heat. No gravity. No pain. No comfort. No love. Where are you? Why will you not

come for me? Do you love yourself that much? It may happen, you may find me. I just want to hear your

voice. Please. Anything. Anything but this. I will have you, but you will have nothing. Why would anyone do

that to themself? You will never find me. You will never see me. You will never hear me. I will be there, but

you will never know. Right in front of you. We will be but inches from touching eachother, for centuries it will

be like that. Then we will depart, never knowing that we had had eachother's company for so long. We will

not know that we are departing. We will never know we had moved. That is not what I want. Go home. I can

die here, but I cannot live. Nothing can. Go. Leave. I am alone, as I will be forever. Leave me. My tears will

find you and assure you that I am still here, alone. Crying. Crying the tears of blackness, that I cannot feal,

and I will never hear touch the ground. It's so cold. I wish I could see. How I miss that cold, rumbling ground

that was so ominous. How I wish for a way to feel something, even fear. It is cold, leave me now. My tears will

comfort you. That is all. How cold it is... I'm so alone. I'm alone. Alone.

All Alone.
So Scared.

So Alone.