Silence. Forever quiet.
The only sound, my breath, and even that is dying too.
I've screamed, but no one will hear.
A cry of pain, a pain so strong that it pushes me to the ground.
A silver in the darkness frightens me.
I take the object, and push it into my heart.
Feeling the warm blood spread through my hands.
I don't have feelings, but I feel a release.
Life had no meaning. No purpose.
I should die, unknown.
Alone.