awaking in horror to find that darkness has engulfed me
that not a speck of light can be found with the naked eye
i find myself stumbling as i walk along what seems to be a path
unseen bugs crawl across my feet, despite my attempts to shake them off
in desperation i wildly swing my hands about
fear at the unknown at the unseen
i shudder at the thought of death
voices i hear in my head
hallucinations of lights i see
as i slowly trek on and on my hands in front of me
i remember the days of playing catching
with a blindfold over my eyes
the feeling is just the same
except that i'm all alone
i cry out in anguish
lamenting over my situation
yelling for help till my voice grows hoarse
fatigue soon overcomes me but i have to go on
my mind mocks me taunts me curses me
demons of media and evils of childhood come
floating gloating at my despair at my helplessness
fueling the rage within me.
