To the Beginning and Over But Never Out

Oh please, I plead Listen to my beseech I raise my hands out to you take them please In this dark void I walk through there is no comfort no warmth no joy slowly it leaches out all that I hold when will I ever reach the end? Do you know where the end is? Is the end where the end of the end is? Lost, dazed, confused Did God pluck me out and strand me here? three doors, three paths, three choices one Mundane ransom me out an open cage, such as this atramentous nightmare no end no path Is there hope? Hope is where light is is the light at the end where darkness is not? is the light where the light always materializes from? where is it?