As I plead for release and am condemned to solitude, I sink deeper. Each struggle a twisted blur of futility, consumed by the hollowness of existence as it destroys hopes and adequacy alike.

I reach out in vain, only to find myself sinking deeper. In this world of endless stillness, there is no escape and no reprieve, only a monotonous charade of meaninglessness.

And so I embrace the darkness, welcoming it as my only companion in this desolate wasteland of despair.