I'm swimming all alone in a pool of darkness br and I feel like darkness is slowly pulling me under br I yell for help but no one is there to hear it br I begin to see the water at eye level br and I kick and flail br fighting to stay above the darkness br But the darkness won't let go of its hold on me br and I slowly begin to give in br to the feeling that lies below the water line br the waters starts to fill my lungs br the lungs that once held so much life br yet now they allow the murky water to replace that br I know that this path doesn't lead to happiness br But why doesn't someone grab my hand br pull me from darkness's grasp? br because no one knows I stand at the boundary br the boundary between light and dark br so I give in to the thing that holds me br All of the strength and all of the courage br that I once held in my heart br can't save me from the water br So I slowly slip below the world of conscientiousness br undetected by the occupants of that world br I don't want to fight anymore br I've given into darknessbr br Angel Smithbr br