Guilt
I feel them closing in
Vines tangle up my legs
Round my body
In my hair
They bind around my chest
I can't breathe
I can't think
I am done for
Visions in my mind
Make it that much harder to breathe
I'd scream if I had any air
For all the good it would do
Crushing tightening no relief
I am driven to more destruction
More insanity
The cycle renews
I do not know how to stop
I just add more and more
There is no way to make me right again
I can only wait
Someday it will finish it's course
My last breath will be forced out
Vines then invading my body
Every orifice filled
A rather gruesome end
It's terrifying and hopeless
Feeling the progression
And waiting to die.
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