I open my eyes to see the light
but no all is dark
I walk with death at my heels
"I want this to be over with."
I tell myself
I don't scream.
I don't yell.
I don't fight what must happen.
Do i really have to die?
Do we really die at all?
I ask my self as I walk through this blood red valley.
My whispers drive me insane.
Alone.
"Alone?"
Dead.
"Dead?"
Yes.
"Yes. Alone and Dead."
This blood red valley must be what is left.
Left.
"Left alone?"
"But how?"
I didn't fight.
"Didn't fight?"
What must happen.
"Must happen?"
We all die.....
"Alone."


 
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