Smells of death and liquid. Hear the cries of sadness souls. Trap like a prison cells. Midnight black shadows the room. Whispers of terrible voices threw my head. Can’t continue let loose. Fear war of life and death. Battle soldiers fought at night. Ghost touches with chills. Wind blows like a mist. Noises nights with rage sounds. Monster sneaking in my bed. Lonely moods with no hope. Just a pathway into hell. Can’t breathe without air. Nightmare creeps around my dreams. Sense of blood decomposition really ill. Poor little form of creator in the wall. There’s no way to break free. So much evil next to me. Water drips like a drops. From the room filled with spirits.
