I don’t know how long we’ve been falling, but we’ve reached the bottom. Now we’re lying in darkness; the smell of the abyss chokes our lungs. Sounds of screaming shake our souls. Surrounded by the emptiness, we’re starving for life with nothing to eat.
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David is a writer and blogger who enjoys creating literary expressions about everyday life. He is a published poet and currently doing reviews, creative writing, and storytelling. David's interests include narrating point-of-view scenarios, documenting non-fiction, and writing scripts for film and television. View all posts by David W. Jones