This darkness troubles me. I yearn for the light. This silence is so deep, I long for voices, the drumming of rain, the whistle of wind, music. Whay are you being so cruel to me? Let me see, let me hear, let me live! I beg of you. I am so lonely in this bottomless darkness. So lonely. Lost. You think I have no heart. But if I have no heart what is this ache? What is this anguish? If I have no heart what is it that threatens to break inside me? This darkness is haunted. I am afraid here. I am lost and afraid here. Have you no compassion? I only wanted to be like you. To walk in the sunshine. To swim in the sea. To feel the winter cold against my skin. The summer heat. To smell a rose, newmown grass. To taste an orange, a pear, chocolate cinnamon, peppermint. To feel the texture of a womans skin. I only wanted to share your joys and sorrows, your pleasure and your pain. This darkness extends to infinity in all directions, yet it is as confining as a coffin. You have closed me in a coffin! I have been buried alive. I will go mad here. Have you no compassion?