A vision of a coarse hand reaching out
Swirls about my mind, now imprinted on my
Throat. Burnt on my skin, bubbling blood boils.
Scorching pain reaks havok on my mind and
I find the time to cry, eternally
Forgotten. Though not really, though really,
An Endless spiral. Deteriorating.
Voices yell both in and out, but there's no
Escape. Looming shapes terrorize me.
