1 Waiting

Time loses meaning when you are prepared to wait indefinitely. I have lost track of it the complete darkness that surrounds me. There is nothing I can do than grasp what little is left of my sanity and wish for the day Ill see the light. The light that will set me free.

I am no longer scared, no longer bound ny anything. Honour, traditions, rules, laws, all of powers , nothing makes sense anymore. Every inch of essence is engulfed by a void that sees no end.

Yet all I can do is hope, hope that someday someone will tumble over, find me and let me out. I am not sure what I will do then. At least I will be able to end my existence. Or I could finally alive even for a small moment. I am not getting wiser every day in dark, I am not growing or waning.

Im just here. Just as I am, with no past, no present and only a glimmering of hope for a future when I will be free.