I wake in the darkness of the night without a view or sight.
The air is thick and heavy
I am starting to choke and it is getting hotter
I will try to scream but my mouth is to dry,
My tongue turns to dust
I start to feel my skin melt off my bones with the burning of my body
The ache of the impaled,
suspending me in air,
cherry red steel,
but yet
I cannot see for I have no eyes,
hear for I have no ears,
Speak for I have no tongue,
I am the soul of the ****** and demented,
Trapped in my own prison,
my personal hell,
inside
**Myself