Facing My Demons 3

The screams of despair intensify
like razors slashing my soul
like a heavy net entrapping my essence
confining me.
Agony
Terror
The heat sears my lungs
smoke stings my eyes
I cannot breathe!
My movements are slow
aching
viscous
I turn back to the entrance
but it is gone.
I am committed.

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