Hey me,
I seem hopeless these days, can't find any light elsewhere,
Felt like I'm trapped in a bubble, a deadly one where my screams can't be heard,
My tears can't be held, my shadow can't be my company.
There's no light but a frightening darkness,
Looking to the unknown, I guess it is death, but we can't get along.
Being hung, not hugged,
Being slapped, not kissed,
Being forgotten, not missed.

Yet...

Even in this bubble, the silence whispers, "Hold on."
Even in this darkness, there’s a faint flicker, waiting to be seen. ...