Two

I gasp.
It strangles me in the night.
Its slimy digits surround.
Wraps its tendrils 'round my neck,
Violently pulling me down.

I sigh.
Heavy black smoke billows out
From my cracked, bleeding lips.
I feel it crawling inside me,
Probing and tensing its grip.

I cry.
Tears fall in sickening clumps,
Their poison tainting the air.
A foreign tongue laps them up,
Consuming the sweet despair.

I scream.
Breath catching in my throat,
The phantom hands squeeze tight.
Darkness overcomes my eyes,
Drowning out the light.

I die.

One

Every day is the same.
Another despair-filled game
Waiting to test me,
Waiting to see how far
I can bend before I break.

I force muddy air from my lungs,
Filling the sky with silent screams.
Calling for help in a bitter world
That refuses to understand
The pain I'm in.

Black thoughts strangle the light,

Drowning out my hopes and dreams.
My emotions flee into the night,
And I'm left as an empty shell
In this everlasting hell.