It is everywhere.

It hides everything,

When you stare into the chasm of black,

You think to yourself,

What is down there,

Staring back up at me?

I want to see,

I want to feel,

Anything but this cold black that surrounds me.

What happened,

To the comforting light?

That surrounds me with glee?

This isn't me!

Where am I!

I am lost!

In the darkness,

Where fear thrives,

And while it envelops me,

And my being.

I think,

Where am I?

In this place,

Where you cant see,

Cant feel...