Paranoia

Sparks of ice shoot up the spine,
Heart begins to race, eyes darting,
Mind alert and clockwork pulse,
Escape intent, but no route knowing.

Hellhounds snapping at the ankles,
Reaper's scythe aimed for the throat,
A coffin, craft of blood and shadows,
Plays across the mind of fear.

Terror ripping at the lungs,
And stealing every breath away,
A look, afar, across the shoulder,
Bloodlust raven murder circle.

Labyrinth of thoughts and feelings,
Premonitions for the worst,
A Deja Vu of nightmare's darkest,
Chilling dagger through the heart.

Paranoia, midnight black,
Delirious bravado prayers,
The mind knows just before it happens,
Floor of glass and falling faster.

Eyes shut tight, shut out the world,
A wake of flames fork through the air,
Pure terror, cold and surrealistic,
Not to wake from hellhound's bite.