the dark is cold and everlasting
there is nothingness all around
i reach for the light as it slowly diminishes
i cry out
i plead
please not the dark
i make myself very small
i do not matter here
the dark is slowly embracing me
i take all that is good and wrap myself around it
i must protect the last glimmer of light
this box will not be my resting place
i hold my soul close
the monster in the box approaches
he reaches for the goods
i whimper and squeeze my soul
the monster swipes at me
and thats when i realize the box is inside of me
