"It held me tightly.

My fears began to rise.

I wanted to escape,

but drowned in my inner cries.

My voice stuck in my throat.

My head choking on my thoughts.

I could see it approaching,

yet I couldn't move.

conquering my body,

from head to toe.

Like a lifeless soul,

I lay on my bed.

guess this is what.

they call near death!

My soul won't give up the fight,

pushing me to try.

But the monsters always overpower

and all  hope dies.

It grabbed my arms.

My ankles struck with pain.

An urge to run away,

was killing me softly.

Tears were only

that could escape,

seeking for its kindness

against its torments.

The only way pain

could let out itself.

The suffering grew bolder.

The sounds in my head louder.

My body felt heavier,

as if burdened

with its torture.

My pupils dilating

as if searching

for a ray of hope.

But the numbness won't leave,

driving me to the edge of insanity.

Finally I did move,

but the chills never leave.

Every time I sleep

it slowly creeps up on me."

~Ana