Falling into madness

"Help me, I'm holding on for dear life"

It's been happening for some time now

And I guess I saw it coming.

Whispers bounce around in my empty skull, longing for blood

Shadows speaking to me, holding my hand


Someone is watching me.

I can feel it in my blood

He will kill me, I know it

I don't want to die.

Help me!

HE'S HERE!!


Now I cannot move my arms.

I am in a room with soft walls.

I throw myself against the wall

And fight against the grip of the straitjacket

I cannot escape...

I am trapped...

Gone...