Enter the Vortex 
 

Howling, crying, thrashing, flailing,
disembodied voices wailing,
from my monstrous mind they came,
through the cesspit call my name,
with gaping mouths and tongues of flame,
never will I be the same.
Dwelling in their own abyss,
they spit and curse and fight and hiss,
struggle to destroy my mind,
I hope that one day they will find
I will not cede, will not give in
those angels sheltered deep within.
 
 

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Nick Kellaway 
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