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fear punctuates each of my emotions
hate plunges me deeper into the dungeon

my soul is filled up to the brim
I struggle to breathe but I cannot swim

mocking laughter echoes across my mind
twisting away I try to evade their cries

shadows jump at me from corners I used to play in
grabbing me, pulling me down with them

I try to move, escape this place
but my body feels like lead
useless, dead
there is no way away from hades

I feel possessed, trapped inside myself
but somehow I am someone else

my demons own me
I’m enslaved and
freedom is only
in my imagination

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