Aren't we all, my friend? The deep dark is what awaits us. The loneliness is what presents in the coalesence of reality; you are strong, my child, but the concept of reality is beyond strength, and your existence was mere mirrors of what I reflected in the daylight of the universe breaking down into pieces and collapsing under the feet of the mortal realm. I saw let the glass glinted on your eyes the type of things you would do once you realized that death is not immenent yet a phase of reaity that all must walk through in order to seek the next path of darkness that hangs
God bless you, my child.