A/N: LOTR fanfic by ME??? Is something wrong? Or what? I didn't even read the books! I only read the Hobbit. Anyway. One-shot. I don't know how this will turn out.

Disclaimer: I don't own the main character(Gollum), the killed Hobbit (?), the voices (Galadriel), and the golden thing around his finger (the ring), nor Away from the Sun by 3 doors down

[It's down to this
I've got to make this life make sense
Can anyone tell what I've done
I missed the life
I missed the colours of the world
Can anyone tell where I am]

Everyone hates me. I killed an innocent man for… my precious and now… it is eating away at my heart. I don't even know if I'm still sane. All I know is that he deserved it, and I will never regret killing that poor excuse of a Hobbit. Where am I now? I can't smell the wind, the grass, the sun. It's not like they were things I liked anyway. I don't even know why they exist. But this question the precious doesn't know…where am I?

['Cause now again I've found myself
So far down, away from the sun
That shines into the darkest place
I'm so far down, away from the sun again
Away from the sun again]

"You are down, far down, too far away from the sun. soon, you will turn insane and bad, the ring will conquer your heart, and you will rot here for the next five centuries."

Voices! Whose are those voices? I am not too far down. I am not too far away from the sun. I will never be. I will be blessed if I never see it again!

[I'm over this
I'm tired of living in the dark
Can anyone see me down here
The feeling's gone
There's nothing left to lift me up
Back into the world I've known]

I don't remember how it all looks. No one loved me. No one loves me. No one will ever love me. From now on, it's me and my precious and my precious and I. There's nothing left to lift me up. I can lift myself up. But I won't. I will never go back to that…place.

[It's down to this
I've got to make this life make sense
And now I can't tell what I've done]

What have I done? Why am I here? Why do I look like this? Most importantly: what is this golden thing around my finger that commands all of my moves?

[Away from the sun that shines]

A/N That is not bad. Not bad at all. If you can't guess who it is, e-mail me.