I Write Dark Poetry

im sinking into quicksand
the walls are closing in
i cant breathe becuz im being pushed down
down down to the wasteland of oblivion
im choking in these waters of harmonious abyss
farther past the echoes of silence
in this underworld of isolation
eternal sleep of living dead
descending into a void
wasted crys
and wasted screams
but is anyone there
there seems to be no answer