a gloved hand tightens around my soul
a featurless face silently laughs
the acrid stench of terrified thoughts
encases and destroys any thought of hope
now all thoughts are lost in a pool
of a thousand childhood fears
all untrue, but the mind has no recolection of reality
sinking into a feverish world of taunted entities
falling far beyond the realms of sanity
frozen blackness fills my lungs, air forced out
can't inhale, a puppet to terror, I wait to die
but no death, worse, to live forever in fear
of life, of love, of fear itself.
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