She's in a black hole,
she can't escape.
The light comes to view.
A glimpse of her cellar,
with it's once white washed walls,
now gray and streaked with green slime.
The image is moving,
it's pulling itself out of her sight.
There's nothing left just same stone floor.
She cries for help until she hears her heart banging to get out.
After a long silence she hears something,
the hum of a furnace.
Beyond the loud noise,
a friendly voice.
Her best friend is calling out,
the one that said she'll be there for her,
no matter what.
Now she noticed that her friend,
was the key to her escape.