Alone

No one to talk to. No one to understand. Surrounded by pitch black. Blink... blink... blink... The cursor doesn't change, it's steady, like a flashing light at the end of a tunnel that doesn't seem to end. It mocks me, mocks my thoughts. But at the same time it gives me something to focus on. A goal. I'm typing as fast as I can to catch it but never overtake it. And I never reach the end of the tunnel...

I'm alone... no one is around.