I look around
There's nothing to see
It's total darkness
Surrounding me.
Am I blind
Or is it a dream ?
I'm lost in time
A fantasy.
I feel so helpless
And all alone
Drifting further
Into the unknown.
In the name of God
Can somebody hear ?
I can feel it
The end is near.
Eamon Lynam 4B.
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