Alone in the dark, with simple feelings around. Moments of the past flashing in brilliant color with vivid sound. Water falling, pillow clinching, darkness shifting along the ceiling. Blackness covering the windows light, tiny figures standing guard, void of joy in this darkened cave. A lonely soul lays restless among the bed coverings, tossing about seeking comfort in the late hours of the night. A cave not made of rock, sticks or stone, but flesh and bone. Hollowed and emptied without happiness or joy just the remains of sorrow from the battles of life. I life worthless of living without a soul inside, deep abandonment, severe issues with pride.
A cave of flesh and bone dawned with judgement and neglect a dark lonely place seeking light, from the darkness within and the long lonely nights. Hinted with signs a human once was there this cave in the dark holds years of regret from the lack of light given on to the inside of it.
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