Passing through the dark hallways of my mind I stand wondering, are there any doors. I can't see any. I see no end to this corridor. I see no end to this darkness in my life. I find twists and turns, but as I pass by every corner I'm assaulted by the same infinite solitude and bleak emptiness. What'cha think? I was trying to be dark, spooky, and gothy with that. Do you think it worked? It's almost true also. To a certain point of course.