Trapped

This is a world where fears are twisted and bent into something that gives shape to my own rendition of hell. It's a place where worms rupture from my skin, where stars fall to the earth and destroy everything I care about. Where floods happen in streets and buildings burn and wild creatures lurk at each and every corner. Where I'm weak and vulnerable, unable to do anything but cower as the apocalypse wipes me from existence. No one is safe here. This world is a place where we are always being hunted by the fears and monsters inside our own heads. This is an island with no escape and no control. Even with eyes open, they are watching. As your chest tightens and you gasp for air, they see all and laugh.