LU 293 - Kromdon 1

Here I stand where my friend was help captive 
Where all I knew was falling apart 
It’s cold in here but why is it cold I haven’t been able to feel the cold in a long time 
Then I see it the mist I have no idea what it is but I know it’s bad this horrible fog has come for me as death often does when you stay too long 
I try and save myself and go into the walls of the prison, it was meant for him not me and then 
Here I stand alone and cold I feel the moss seep through the cracks in the walls and my souls is condemned to oblivion at long last 
I blink and I will never open my eyes again 
“Thank you to to those who stand with me, may we meet again in the life perhaps on better terms amen.”