"Chains of the Abyss"

Chains of rust, in shadows creak, Heavy links that crush the weak. In the silence, fear’s cruel jest, A heavy weight upon my chest. Bound in steel, my breath does fail, In this prison, I wail and wail. The chains grow tighter, flesh they bite, In the endless black of night. Grotesque whispers fill my mind, Twisted echoes, serpentine. They coil around, they suffocate, I struggle, but I meet my fate. Each link a fear, a ghostly scream, A broken heart, a shattered dream. My hands are raw, my soul is torn, In this void, I am reborn. A prisoner of my own despair, I choke on poisoned, stagnant air. The chains are me; they know my name, A grotesque dance in endless pain. No escape, no light to find, Just the chains and I, entwined. A twisted waltz in dark's embrace, A heavy heart, a hollowed face. Bound forever, lost, unseen, In this nightmare, I am the scream. The chains grow tighter, I disappear, In the shadows, swallowed by fear.