Lost Options

[*Blow_Don't_SUCK*]

I don't see another open corridor
Only one hallway leading to nothing but endlessness
Am I walking this maze of confusion? This illusion?
Am I passing by familiar walls that never seem to end?
Even as I continue, nothing is alien to me
Just trapped in this spiralling abyss that continues to only one way

I grow weary each second
My hope fades away along with my consciousness
There will never be an exit to this serene chaos
Quiet and peaceful yet so taunting and traumatizing
How can this be?
Only now do the walls grow darker
Only now does blood seem to seep through the very concrete walls
Only now does the light grow dim
Only now does my heart fail to win

What are those lurking creatures ahead of me?
Their shadows creep through these empty halls
Will they devour my very soul?
Crawling into my direction
Frightening noises that grow louder and closer
I lose sight of what is now in front of me
The horrid stench of death clearly before me

Why is it that when I opened my eyes do I see aghast faces
Instead of the cpreeping monster
Why do I sense devastation more than anger?
The hallway now widens to an expansion shadowed with only darkness
Decapitated arms grasp every part of me
With their nail-less fingers trying hard to pierce my skin
Mixing the blood they bleed with the blood I bled

I could not scream, I could not whimper
Despite the terrible pain I feel
Of these cold and sharp talons
Now the faces of my murderers appear before me
Emotions written all over their appearance
the tightening hold of the demonic hands
Grow stronger to the point of the explosion of my veins
Even when these hands were bathed with my blood
they did not cease their acts
Their grip just grew tighter and tighter
Until my very bones were crushed to pieces
Basked in crimson, their ghastly faces started to devour my corpse
Their gut-wrenching fangs bite through the lifeless flesh
No longer mine, no longer alive
Hell has been brought upon me

I suddenly long for the endless hallway once more
No other way no other corridor
How did I arrive to this shadowed treachery?
Even as my soul wanders I cannot find an answer
Why has my life been ended so suddenly?
Even as my soul wanders I cannot find the answer
Should I have been content with I was already in
Would've I been murdered?
If I took the path before me instead of hoping for a better,
Would I even be lost?

[illumineering]

I could not scream, I could not whimper
Despite the terrible pain I feel
Of these cold and sharp talons
Now the faces of my murderers appear before me
Emotions written all over their appearance
the tightening hold of the demonic hands
Grow stronger to the point of the explosion of my veins
Even when these hands were bathed with my blood
they did not cease their acts
Their grip just grew tighter and tighter
Until my very bones were crushed to pieces
Basked in crimson, their ghastly faces started to devour my corpse
Their gut-wrenching fangs bite through the lifeless flesh
No longer mine, no longer alive
Hell has been brought upon me

This reminds me of how one of my former girlfriends described the feeling of "losing her mind" during the onset of depression after a multi-year phase of mania.

The imagery of this passage is quite graphic and all-consuming. Good job.