Paranoia II

Paranoia

It crawls up your neck

Paranoia

Teeth sink in

Paranoia

Hands brush your shoulders

Paranoia

Oh god, it's happening again

 

Paranoia

Ankles feel chained

Paranoia

Chest seizes with fear

Paranoia

Incapable of movement

Paranoia

You can't stay here

 

Paranoia

The spirits feel malicious

Paranoia

The shadows seem to scowl

Paranoia

Eyes well up with tears

Paranoia

'Get out,' they howl

 

Paranoia

Everything feels wrong

Paranoia

You miss having friends

Paranoia

No one by your side

Paranoia

Is this a torturous beginning, or means to an end?

 

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