breeding fear

staring down into the depths

subconscious has taken my life

breathing this foul and dank air

eyes cannot penetrate the light

no room to panic or move

i pray my death will come soon. my sorrows are breeding on my fear. the tombs of 1000 lie near

soon to diminish am i?

lying here

minutes from my death

the nausea breeds on my fear

calling to the victims of fate

the dead cannot answer my calls. my body falls to the depths

and darkness has engraved my mind. no visions or solution

gagged for air

deeper below i sink.