*Continued... Is this the DescEND?

... I’d gotten used to it, to the air flowing past my descending body, fathoming the faint whispers of the gruesome depths of the pit screaming into my ears. I’d never assume such a feeling could leave you so numb, such a feeling which in fact could dishearten you to any potential openness. In all honesty, worn out I may had been, I pitied there had been no one there to catch me, perhaps the karma of my unrequited love which I had so poorly expressed. If there was one thing for certain, the fall had been absolutely real, no games left to play; the demons lying within these walls had stripped my soul bare, lifeless, freefalling, I had been waning, in need of rescue or damned to an eternal DescEND...