Inescapable

The solidity of the darkness

The ever-cascading waters

Sharp and dangerous, altogether hardly enticing

Await me wherever I wander within my mind.

No bridge across, encircled by the fiery depths of what is to come

Of what could be

What will be

What once was

Haunts my conscience as a phantom

But the pain feels real.

Crushing ferocity

Terror and anger

It takes my insecurities and weaponizes them with half-truths

With lies I believe to be real and take into my heart

To weaken my thin layer of armor.

My demons paralyze me

Taking root from within

A chamber of ice

A torture so pure

It lives in my own head

So I can never escape.