We wait
We listen
We want
We sink

Choking on the dirt
With the memory of breathing

We are alone
In solitude
Yet at the same time
We are united
All wanting what cannot be achieved
All hoping for something that can never be done

If we are lucky
We will meet others
Though we may be unable to talk and hear
The feeling of loneliness is so overwhelming
That even a murmur is gladly welcomed

As we go down
It gets cool
Cold
Freezing
Unbearable
But we must suffer through it

As we go farther
It gets warm
Hot
Hotter
Unbearable
But there is nothing we can do

We wait
We listen
We want
We sink