Deep in the pit of nowhere
Falling
Slowly descending deep within myself
Reaching for air
Nothing to hold onto
A place of
Deep
Dark
Sorrow
Then something strange occurs
My body moves
But I am not the one at the wheel
And yet it moves
As if driven by some dark consciousness
An evil thing
Using my body for its own sick pleasures
But I am no puppet
And I will not relent
My imagination burns
I crawl through the dark
At first slowly
Pushing through inky molasses
Then faster
Then at break neck speed
And whatever demon makes my body move
Know that I am coming for you
And you will know…
Fear
END
