Walking With My Now

Pain drags it's long burning fingers down the length of my soul. Searing into flesh and bone and memory is the knowledge of crushing impact. Spiderwebs of molten tears streak down from top to bottom of my mind. Crashing into the smoldering corners of what once was my life. Time doesn't work the same here in hell as it does out in the light. I see the twisted shadow of what once was upright strong and proud. Broken splinters stabbing into what once was beauty and strength. All that's left is white hot tendrils of pain and fear forming pools of sadness.