Terror

A face behind the mask
A mask behind the face
or emptiness?

all I can touch
is cold steeliness
of sharp Evil

It harms by offensive moves
or just absence of action
when needed most

all I can feel
is flatness
-I bubble with rage

silence of entrapped life
spells danger – more than
silence of tombs

all I can hear
are muffled grunts
of species unknown

ghosts release themselves
assume shapes of their tormentors
Now, what will they unleash….??

all I can sense
is the end of existence
of what I call normalcy

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