Click.
I do not know how long I have been sitting in the darkness, maybe enough to manifest itself in the depths of my mind.
Click. Click.
I cannot stand my thoughts. They keep eating on my soul. They delve deep and engorge my very spirit. I cannot fathom, I cannot understand, and maybe I chose not to.
Click. Click. Click.
Maybe I refused to see my light, the tiny sliver that makes its way in my unseeing eyes. I should be thankful, but I just cannot see enough. The light is not enough.
I could not grasp the light, not because it was not enough.
I could not grasp the light, because she slithered away. I could not chase the light, because she barricaded the way.
I couldn't see the light,
because I lost her.
Click. Click. Click.
