Going back to the old habits, like a wave my life goes on, ups and downs, highs and lows, the utter gloominess is taking place, conquesting little by little tiny pieces of me, I feel it creeping, spreading like wildfire from the ground to the inner of me. It's bringing me down, to the black, to the dirt, to the loneliness, in this hollow house where I stay, day after day. People are disappearing, the sun doesn't shine anymore, the world is moving away from me, 'cause obfuscation is back now, and light is really gone, from now to the end, I know I'm going to die in this obscurity..