Chaos

There’s a corner in your mind,

Where something waits, cruel and confined.

It whispers softly through the cracks,

Until your world turns shades of black.

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You lie awake but sleep won’t come,

A soundless scream, your body numb.

The dark begins to crawl within,

Flesh tingles from the creeping grin.

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It starts so small—a fleeting thought,

But soon you’re trapped in webs it’s wrought.

Your memories distort, decay,

What’s real dissolves, then slips away.

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The mirror bends, your face distorts,

A twisted mockery of sorts.

Your eyes grow hollow, skin turns pale—

What’s left of you begins to fail.

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The walls now breathe, they pulse and swell,

Each heartbeat tolls a distant bell.

The room expands, then closes tight,

A vacuum, pulling out the light.

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You hear a voice—it knows your name,

Repeats it like a twisted game.

But every time it speaks the word,

Your sense of self becomes absurd.

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The ground beneath you starts to bleed,

A river formed from every deed.

Each choice you’ve made, each lie you told,

Now drowns you in its icy hold.

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No gods to call, no saviors here,

Just shadows feeding on your fear.

The tears won’t come, they freeze inside,

As something strips away your pride.

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The faces—loved ones long since gone—

They scream your sins, then drag you on.

Their hands reach out, their nails dig deep,

And pull you further from your sleep.

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You try to wake, but can’t escape—

The mind now breaks, the soul erased.

No comfort found, no shred of grace,

Just shadows, grinning in your place.

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You think it’s over, but it’s not.

It never ends—the mind will rot.

And in the silence of your cries,

Something laughs behind your eyes.