Work In Progress

***This one is a work in progress. I found a site that gives you writing prompts and I am working on this one.***

The hallway was silent and dark, the only light coming from my cell phone in a failed attempt to light my path. I feel as though I am blind from the lack of light, how long was I subjected to the darkness around. Whispers through the walls cause my heart to race. A foul stench rapes my senses as tears well up in my eyes. Do I stay in the sanctuary of my room, or do I venture out into the hallway to find the source of the voices and eventually a way out? Is there even a way out of this…dungeon? As I reach for the walls to balance my fragile body, they feel cold and damp. Something slithers across my hand and I struggle from screaming. I cannot tell where the hallway ends or turns, all I see is blackness, nothingness.

On the outside I am quiet, but my soul is screaming. The scar run deep, bleeding underneath the strong skin above.

Falling Further

Find myself becoming empty
Unable to find the path
Shadows whisper in the dark
Screams haunt the air
Falling from everything
darkness engulfs the world
Cannot hide the scars
Falling further into the pain
Fighting my fears
fighting myself
Falling...Falling further away
Further into the darkness
Falling further from everything
my past, present, and futur
Falling further from myself...

Agony..
Is all I know
Nightmares cloak reality
Always in pieces; never to be whole
Nothing is real;
not even me

Whispers haunt my sanity
Dripping with poison
Discontent fills my soul
Frozen
In a lifeless existance

Never safe from this agony
No escape from this hell...

Untitled

***This one is unfinished, just something im dabbling with***

Hiding behind a mask
Disguising the scars
Forced to hide
Bound to conceal myself

Never to break from these bonds
Confined to chains
Prisoned within my own heartache