Alone I sit. I feel the walls crowding in around me. I can’t breathe. I can’t move. Every where I look I see darkness. The blackness within is flowing out and filling the space that was once light.
I don’t know where to turn. I don’t know how to breathe. All I can do is wait. Wait for death. The death that I feel is coming quick. Soon it will be here for me. All I can do is wait.