Help… I am alone…
"But…"
No one will ever come… I will stay here in darkness… whimpering and suffering in eternal hunger…
"Someone please save me…"
But did I have any other choice other than to beg for help? I was powerless and broken from the inside. Like a child who got her doll taken and broken, I kept on calling for someone. But who would listen to someone like me? Was there even someone who could enter this hell, where only starvation ruled and nothing could save you?
"Please save me…"
But this suffering was just too much for me. My moans didn't reach anyone, my screams didn't bring anyone to me, my tears didn't sully anyone's hands, and my hands didn't embrace anyone. This utter loneliness broke me inside out.
Grr…
"Food…"
