Stuck.
Once again stuck between four walls.
Darkness.
It rolls in slowly and uninvited.
Anger.
Not yet hatred but consuming.
Air.
Trying to breath and although alive, unsuccesseding.
Peace.
Searching searching deep within my soul.
Devil.
Playing games calling out to play.
God;
Trying to fortify strength and wisdom in the mind.
Sanity.
Slowly going out the more that I want to be in.

Death.                 Life.                       Hope.
Relaxation       unpromising   ­    torture