• I'm falling in a hole;
    that I can't be heard from.
    My body begins to disappear
    becoming long gone.

    What do I do,
    to find my way out?
    When I can't even see,
    what's right in front of me.

    It's cold and alone,
    from this point on.
    What else can I do,
    to go back
    where I came from?

    I tried to find help,
    but no one would listen.
    So giving up now,
    shall be the last I accomplish.

    Days became slower,
    and soon it had become;
    my time to finally crossover