Walking and walking, endless walking
I don't hear anything, no one is talking
It's pitch black where I am now
I don't hear anything, not a sound

I'm all alone in the dark nothingness
Depression creeping over my willingness
Everything is so silent and very still
Sometimes I wander if I'm mentally ill

This place is so dark, I cant see anything
As I except defeat, I lose everything
No one can hear me yell or scream
Towards death, I surly shall lean