short and sweet poem - Insanity’s Claim

The walls breathe—they see, they grin,

Cracks twist to faces, cruel within.

The light blinks truths I dare not keep,

Shadows rise, devour my sleep.

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The air grows thick, it claws at me,

A suffocating calamity.

Their whispers twist like coils of smoke,

Each word a chain, each thought a yoke.

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I claw at walls, I carve my name,

But letters writ in dust bring shame.

The mirror shows a stranger’s face,

A hollow form, a void’s embrace.

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They stole my name, my life, my mind,

And left behind no trace to find.

The stars above are daggers bright,

Mocking me with their endless light.

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My screams rebound, the madness swells,

A symphony of endless hells.

The dark surrounds, it laughs, it taunts,

It feeds upon my desperate haunts.

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The walls close in, I can’t escape,

My mind folds in, reshaped, remade.

Madness grins, its eyes aflame,

It whispers low: "You’re mine to claim."

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