It felt like I was in a box.
Too small with small amounts of oxygen.
I tried to get out but I couldn't.
Forcing my body side to side.
Struggling.
I gave up.
I stop trying to escape.
Then it felt as if the bottom of the box had opened.
Not so I can breath again but to fall.
Fall endlessly into darkness.
Loneliness.
There's always a light at the end of the tunnel.
But not in this fairytale.
Just pitch black.
But then there's a sudden crack.
A crack stretching across.
A small hole is formed from nothing.
I'm still falling.
I look through, into the opening.
Still dropping through the darkness.
I see a hand.
I hand of a man.
There is a feeling of inadequacy.
Like something's began.
I reach out.
As my arm is fully extended,
his arm also.
Our hands touch.
Then I get a feel I like very much.
He Saved me.
Released me from this nightmare.
Thank You.
Thank you for your love and care.
I'm free from the darkness.
Then we ran away from it as fast as we can.
Thank again hand of a man.
