lonely. alone. i am alone. i feel lonely. there is a difference, me Before, me Now. wut is this? wut is the madness that i find my Self floating in? where have i drifted to? when-where have i drifted? am i drifting? float-falling thru the abyss that is the underworld. i am a hero, they tell me. i am a hero on my journey, they say. them-they, across over-there, they are. pointing and talking and mocking frum afar. near as i can tell. near as i can say. near as i see, in this darkened holy reprieve of me. lonely. alone. i am alone. as i scream out to the one nearest me, “do u see, can u see me? do u see?” lonely. alone. i am. this, this alone brings me to my knees. me, the hero.