Old Wounds - Salem



the pounding walls of fear

beating, pulsing in my head

rising and descending

like ritual panic



my entire being becomes

engulfed, encircled

in a never ending maze

of sound and sight



lungs enhale the vacuum

the nothingness of the unknown

inhaling the fear that forever flows

pulsing, beating, rushing from my heart



no escape, petrified, paralized

pulses of blood beat harder within

the black outer skin of a grotesque charade

masquerade in airless cell

the prison of the mind, a blackened shell



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