The walls are closing in on me.

I canít see ,

I canít breath.
Iím all alone .

I sit here and scream

for help and for someone

to help me .

To help me,

to rescue me,

from all my pain and death.

Then I see a glimmer,

a shiny glimmer of light

beaming in the room.

I look up and see the light

the walls stop.

I can see.

I can breath.

Yet Iím still all alone.

That will never change.