The darkness is death - we can speak, but
we are not heard. We can scream but they turn their backs. We can
run, but we cannot catch them. It is the dream where arms and legs
won't work the way they should, and the air is too thick to
breathe. Loved ones walk a mile ahead, forgetting to stop as we
fall behind. This is the reality of the darkness. We are buried
alive inside
ourselves."