i already have I have come curiously close to the end, though Beneath my self indulgent pitiful hole. Defeated I Concede and move closer. I may find comfort here I may find peace within the emptiness. How pitiful.It's calling me ...And in my darkest moment, fetal and weeping. The moon tells me a secret. My confidant. As full and bright as I am, this light is not my own A million light reflections pass over me It's source is bright and endless. She resuscitates the hopeless Without her we are lifeless satellites driftingeulogyashes to ashes