Death's Underpass

What do we do when we find ourselves in a hopeless place? When everything we hold dear to our hearts gets taken away?

The darkness seemed to gain ground, and my descent into the void made me feel like I had no more hope, “hope,” I thought for a moment here in reality, far away from my memories, and realized that the word had no meaning to me now. “Is this Hell?” I ask myself softly, not understanding what I am asking myself. Then, feeling so hopeless in this dark place, I can’t help but ask myself again: “Is this Hell?”