The walls are closing in
The air has become stifling and hot
I can't breathe

There is no light
Swollowed by the black abyss of hatred
The light is there but it is so far away
I can't see it; I can't reach it

I'm sinking
Sinking inot the quicksand of my soul
The bottom is endless

The sadness is choking the air
Choking me
The stench is so thick it's clogging the air

Am I ever going to see the light?
Smell the sweet air?
Ever breathe again?

I hope so soon
It has such a tight grip that it will kill me
If not stopped