Ach.
What has become of me.
Trying to claw my way out of this crack, this granite mindlessness, that continues to envelope me.
Do I even exist anymore. No, I am whisper of a scream, down a long dark hallway. These doors are locked. The light chewed away like so many paranoid gnashings of teeth.
I don't know.
Trying to claw my way out of this crack, this granite mindlessness, that continues to envelope me.
Do I even exist anymore. No, I am whisper of a scream, down a long dark hallway. These doors are locked. The light chewed away like so many paranoid gnashings of teeth.
I don't know.