A Hym to the Hollow

Once you try to pull out, it pulls you under... further in, and you drown…
How can you fight it? This state of paralysis is only deafening, blinding, chocking… searing the other senses. But the worst thing you can ever do is to pray, then all hope will be lost… because what you will realize, after your hundredth prayer, is that there is no Divinity for you. Or to anyone else. The self-generating superstition through all the centuries. The biggest of all. The darkest. We repeat every time we fall or up, when we fail or succeed, in lamentation or in chanting… merely because we need to believe that we are not alone.
"We are not . We are not alone. We are not alone because He is there. Somewhere. Some place. The Unknown. Watching, and promising, everything and nothing. That is why we are not alone."
If this is the way you need it to be. If this stops your chronic bleeding, then don't try to pull out, just drown… because He has promised you that you are not alone.