Dark Cells

A scream and a nightmare ends,

Eyelids open to infinite darkness.

The first look down the invisible bed,

All that’s visible is black, unexplained.

All logic becomes wingdings,

Mind starts to go senile.

Vision starts getting hazy,

And the throat tastes bile.

Feels the darkness closing in,

Consuming all that’s left of him.

Fear takes over, not of the surroundings,

But fear of what is there within.

The consciousness keeps shuffling,

Between the abyss within and the darkness without,

Not able to choose which is better,

Not able to think, not able to shout.

Perhaps this is the cruel end of him,

This is how he was supposed to go.

No supports to grasp, no lifelines,

Nothing left for him but sorrow.

Then At last the dread kicks in,

Mind asks morphine, nerves ask nicotine.

As soon as the acrid smoke hits his lungs,

The stupor breaks and the darkness…

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