to suffer at the hands of something that you don't fully understand,
is to live a lifetime of misery.
i see the light but it's passing through.
i feel my memories inside start to slip.
it's been so long in the darkness that i have begun to curl.
time has passed, and it all feels like a lifetime,
as I'm moving in slow motion.
i can't breathe the air here and my lungs will succumb to the black.
i gasp and collapse on my own pity.