Deep, like the ocean I see it.
Deep, like an oozing slit on my hand, I feel it.
Deep, going further and further, fathoming into the depths.
There, I see it, hear it, feel it... Darkness.
My body still, my mind closed, my heart concealed,
It's gaining pace, closer, closer and closer still.
Paralysed to the spot, willing it to take me over, willing it to push it's way into me, willing it to drown me.
Closer, closer... so close I can feel the harsh breath coming from its' spited lips.
It's here, to claim me, to drown me, to save me.
The darkness, I fear... It's become me, slowly dripping into me, taking over my souless carcus, filling my emptyness.
Faster, and faster, and faster it travels, a virus, a disease, a gift.
No longer am I empty... I am full...
the darkness, It is I and I am It.