Possession

by Kenyerd   Nov 12, 2006


All alone....
in a dark room,
the feeling of cold running up your spine,
noises from no where
voices in my head
paranoia is settling in,
when shall this end?

unable to think,
breathe,
and see.
I'm losing control of myself,
eyes going dark,
movement untold by me.

I've lost myself, to this spirit of Hell.
i am a slave, a pawn, nothing more or less.
my life is over
I've been possessed

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