It over whelms me like a wave rushing over a single grain of sand
It threatens to take away my sanity and imprison me in darkness
To surrender would be death but to fight would mean eternity in the fiery depths of hell
As it swells my thoughts clutter and swoon as if in a tornado
The fiery tongs whip and assault my bleading soul
There is no running or hiding form this torment it follows me where ever I go
The laughter echoing in my ears swallowing me whole with all my fears
I'm helpless in this empty shell I'm in my own private hell
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