Submerged inside the darkest corners of my existence Sits the demon on the verge of escape
Tearing its claws deeper into the fabric
Which it is therein contained.

My blood surges like a roaring fire
Burning the vessels as it consumes my frame
As the darkest scream escapes from my soul
But no freedom is found there after.

Staleness is felt on the outside
As love has abandoned me
And left a rotting shell in its place
With no hope of meaning and…

..No promise of escape.