I sit in this emply place with no sight or any sounds twisting around me exponentially I turn and see myself fade away with the holes ready to be filled and overdosed with poison; call me I can't break this monster from tearing through my mind inhaling the toxin which causes my death endlessly not caring it's going to kill me and when that day comes; call me I'm exhausted beyond belief and now that I have exposed a new tidal wave of gore. . . death, disease, and decay follow me and if you want in here; call me