• My memories trapped in a silver curtain, 
    streamed away with thoughts not so certain, 
    dragged into these deep dark pits, 
    i reach for anything i can grab and hit. I realize now i can not fight it, 
    the urge to annhilate all who squish me as i fight this pit,
    these red eyes looking through darkness, 
    possessing me with due revenge and eyes so harmless,
    the strength and fire deep within,
     pull out and grab deep therein. 
    The silver curtain swishes so, 
    swaying constantly to and fro, releasing memories so harmful, 
    that i find myself on the ground crying fearful,
     suddenly gasping for breath and grabbing forward, 
    hoping a hand will pull me toward, 
    a light that will seal the memories away,
     into the silver curtains sway, 
    locked away for eternity,
    so at last i can reach serenity.