rage has ruled me for so long that i don't want to think anymore.
i've tried to claw my way out, but i am sealed
in. it seems the game is designed to make me lose.
it's weight slowly drags me down. i draw a breath as i slip under. the dim
light fades as descent begins. i have to fight my way through.
stark flesh sinks through the freezing liquid darkness. pale
hands bound before me, rushing deeper with every heartbeat.
i will not relent to despair. as depression contricts it's coils
close in around me. depression contricts.
my will is the blade that cuts the coils from around me. |