Memories—
Demons long forgotten yet haunt you still;
In the depths of your most sacred thoughts
They dwell inside; they wreak havoc unseen

Pain—
Those memories of fire immolate your mind;
Ablaze with fear and unrest when the world itself sleeps
And yet I cannot; lost in the firestorm of tribulation

Doubt—
It's not real; never was or so it seems, but still;
You second guess your every move in the eyes of demons
Eyes watching; cutting through the mists of aeons

Breathe—
But you can't; like the universe itself rests on your chest
It threatens to crush you into oblivion; into eternity
Into the icy wasteland of Time long forgotten

Choking—
Thoughts cloud your mind like toxic clouds of hate;
Suffocating you until you fall deeper still into their grasp
Falling into a sea of lost souls and torment

Drowning—
The sea swallows all it is fed, like fire given a haystack
The briney depths holds much more than one could fathom
This mind, however, holds far worse than these stormy seas

Memories—
Drowning in a sea of torment and misfortune; ice and loathing
Frozen in time by that which terrifies and traumatizes
Lost in a maze of distorted thoughts in an ill-fated mind