THE DARK VOID

Sitting all alone,

Wishing someone would come for me.

But no one ever did come for me.

Not once.

*screaming*

Why me?

Why is it me?

Why am I going through this?

Why God?

Why!?

The more I cry,

the darker the atmosphere gets.

I wish I could turn back time,

But I won't have the power to do so.

I am running out of oxygen,

And it is killing me.

I am so Numb,

I don't feel anything.

I guess this is what happens when I try to isolate myself from the world.