paulsandman

Its a dark walk down the corridor of life. A long dark silent walk and just feeling around testing to see which doors are unlocked. Then further down the spiral staircase testing more doors, each locked, some slammed right back in your face.

Further down the staircase you go more just locked, nothing to see but total blackness, nothing to hear just complete silence except for the click of a door knob. Click click they're all locked in seems and how dark how cold this is.

The staircase gets narrower the further down you go floors closer together closing in on you. Its tight to move, blood is starting to pound in your ear, palms begin to sweat. As you try more doors, hands starting to slip off from the sweat. Almost at the end one of these must open! Not caring your in a sprint frantically trying each door all locked!

You trip, fall, collapsing in a heap at the bottom of the floor. Tasting your blood from cut and then looking up and seeing pure darkness. You've reached the bottom of the staircase. The cold hard bottom with nothing left but you in ther cold dark void,

This has been a trip through one person's decent into madness. *S*