Pitch Black

Imagine yourself surrounded by nothing but darkness, 360 degrees of conflict. All alone with no guidance or any evidence of a path that will lead to light. There is a piercing sound and its the the sound of absolute silence. You call out for help all you want , but not even your own echo will answer. This is the true definition of being alone. You look around trying to adjust your eyes, however your perfect vision cant penetrate the dense blackness that surrounds you. As you stand alone waiting for a clue, a reason to advance in a direction there is nothing. All the hope in the world cant manufacture a creek or whisper. The longer you wait the more you tell yourself to remain calm because there is a solution to every problem and a answer has to present itself sooner or later, the faster panic is setting in. You cant comprehend the possibility of a outcome where you never escape the darkness. At this precise moment your are wishing for the worst possible scenario for even that is better then the unknown. You muster up the courage to travel in a direction that seems endless. How long do you pursue a possibility before you try and double back? The longer you travel on this unsure path the more you start to think your heading in the wrong direction. As you turn to go back to your starting point you realize there is no going back. The unmeasurable absence of light has consumed you.You are stranded. Your sitting on a cold floor afraid to move, afraid to act because in this fragile state you cant afford another mistake. The time you spend pondering is not uncovering a single solution, but hind sight is 20/20. You cant find one way out, only a million of ways you could have avoided this entire solution with less conflict. Left with only promises you make yourself of how things will be different if you can just get past this, with hands completely tied all you ask for is a hint. At this delicate moment the definition of a savior is not someone to carry you out of this endless pit of night. The hero you are desperately yearning for can fill the shoes with just a point in the direction that will lead to your escape. You welcome all evil standing in the way as long as its the way. In this epic battle between you and the black hole prison in which you currently reside, who is going to come out on top?