I locked the door upon myself.
What happens, if I'll stay around?
Don't run!


Now I should be running circles straight.


There's no way out of here!

Contemplate on how to leave.

Tossed the key into the room I fled.
Too very dark for every step I take leads me to another descent.


Still I'm sitting here overhead.
I think I've been up in here before.


There is nothing ahead, but the me I hide.
If I ever had a chance, it would not have been a real one.


Please, leave me alone and grave this hell.
I want to be gone, but see no way out of here.
There's still good inside of me!

There's still good inside!

There's shallow breathing in this body.


Still I'm sitting here overhead.
I think I've been up in here before.