Giving up to growing weakness
| Down, Down, Down,
I fall into the deep.
There's no light in here,
So easy to get some sleep.
The light stretches until it can reach no further,
it's extended fingers search for me,
As I continue down, darkness permeates my skin.
Are lost to the void.
Everything lost within me.
What does it mean to be alive?
What does it mean to feel, to speak, to thrive?