It’s so dark I can hardly seeA gloom lies all aroundA dark blanket of heavinessLike the fog that envelopesMy mind in misty confusionA dark and gloomy conclusion
I’m tired so very tiredDeath and destructionWar and virulent pestilenceThere is neither truth nor senseIn anything that I seeYet is this an echo of me?
Deeper I seem to fallAnd the deeper it getsThe more I feel constrainedAs if trapped and containedIn some sort of heavy mudSome stinking heap of crud
I am in a darkened tunnelThat never seems to endThe light I see is distantBecoming even non-existentAs I seem to sink in deeperDeeper, ever deeper
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