Thursday, June 26, 2014

Facing my demons - 3

The screams of despair intensify
like razors slashing my soul
like a heavy net entrapping my essence
confining me.
Agony 
Terror 
The heat sears my lungs
smoke stings my eyes
I cannot breathe!
My movements are slow
aching
viscous
I turn back to the entrance
but it is gone.
I am committed.

2 comments:

  1. I am enjoying these entries. I do hope that you will continue.


    I sense an inner strength and signs of hope underneath the darkness that you are depicting. Superb!

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    1. Thanks Brian! I'm glad you're enjoying them.

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