Decent into Madness
Walking down a road unseen
Taking turns that are not there
Answering questions
That will never be asked
Fighting a hunger which cannot be fed
Wanting for a sleep that will not come
Wanting to sit but can’t see the ground
Hearing screams that have no sound
Fighting a war you cannot win
Reading the books that have no words
Chased by memories that do not exist
Spinning down into a hole
Where there is no escape
Darkness swirling around
No light to behold
Crying out for help
But none is near
The walls closing in
The only way out
Is to go through to the end
