Sorrow grows on your soul like fungus and consumes it like parasite – crumbling your very existence with in. People so close – yet so distant, finally disappear into infinite darkness as the distance widens. What surrounds me is a labyrinth of inarticulate facts, lingering doubts, fears and insecurities clouding my mind. Everything seems so hazy and confusing. Dreams appear so clear and at hand – realities so vague and remote….. like in a state of reverie. So lost and hurt, I want to creep inside my hole. With eyes closed, I wish I could rest in the arms of Morpheus!