Torture - Poem by Shannon Greenwald
As you look around everything snaps into acute detail
Your hearing refines
Your breathing shallows
The numbing impact of fear, anguish, dread
Terror sets in
And there’s nothing you can do.
The pain everlasting, suddenly you know the feeling of eternity
Time slows down yet it’s still moving to fast.
You think about things you never would have before,
It’s as if the ‘off’ switch for your body was flipped but
Your mind is still on.
But then your mind slows down and you can’t pull away.
It’s more the fear, its more then terror,
Its torture in every sense and meaning.
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