I almost died last night, <br />Again. <br />Screeching, <br />Wailing, <br />only echoes in the abyss. <br />There I am, <br />Sitting, <br />long lost in a cave. <br />It is cold, <br />Bone chilling madness shouting panic out, <br />shivering tears fall to the ground. <br />I can feel the razors sharpen, <br />slicing my mind wide open, <br />I am beyond the point of no return. <br />The voices come in, <br />too many to be clearly heard. <br />I saw him and the devil, <br />Etched into a rock space, <br />With every single little detail.<br /><br />Joseph Walden<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/alone-in-the-mountains/
