The inescapable void is chasing me,

it takes my eyes so I can’t see,

as it swarms it drags me down,

deeper we go under the ground.

I try so hard to fight back,

but the void has me in this attack,

it knows my every weakness,

and soon all I feel is its bleakness.

Memories of things long past,

flash in front of me so fast,

soon I’m staring at the tip of that knife,

which would have taken my life.

The fear I once felt is back again,

I’m trapped back inside his little pen,

the smell of alcohol takes over my senses,

as I’m back dealing with the consequences.