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Will i truly perish here alone?

In echoes of my own voice, reflecting over surfaces of multiple layers of concrete. Burrows deep in nightmarish stench of rot, soaking over every fiber.. object within it's reach. Spreading throughout my lungs like spores, of fatal fungus.. biting... tearing.... growing.

My light's burning out now, wounds streching out, blood's turning rose-dark-red. I lay and wonder how is it out there, over the warmth of caring sun and sounds of emptiness within the barren land of notching. Just to think we'll never meet again sheds tears down my freezing body, and the ice.. is crawling through this stony room, now. Narrowing my vision.

I can see IT now, those twisted ones, bended forms slithering over like snakes in boiling water. Agonizing screams, nerve-wracking spasms, they sometimes look like faces, even child-like at times.

I fell now, sleepy... i really am alone, I am tired and want it to end. Maybe just for a bit I'll close me eyes, and dream of paradise.. away, from this place.
Just maybe.