...

Here I am,
Can you see me?
I've come so far from where I was.

My hole has claimed me,
Won't let me go
This time, I think for good.

It's dark in here
And there is an echo
Can you hear me?
Can you see me?

I'm cold.
But I can still see glimpses of the sun
It's hazy but it's there
Bright and shiny and yellow.

The hole is closing in
the view is growing thin
The light is dying away.

I throw my rope but no one catches it
I call out but no one answers.
It doesn't matter anymore.

The light is gone.
The Echo is silenced
I'm standing on nothing
Nothing is standing on me.

I had hope you could see me.
I had hoped you could hear me.
But you didn't and I'm gone.

My hole has claimed me once again

This time, I think,
For good.