Is it true or a part of my imagination
I wonder as I enter into the world of hallucinations 
There seems a black prison door
And spikes embedded  in the floor 
Trying to escape, I hurt my knee
I want to sleep, noises don't let me
There is no glimpse of light and air 
Darkness gives me a fierce glare,
I swipe the fog covered on the window
yet don't get a ray of the sun's shadow
Anyhow I try to take a little nap
My eyes open after hearing a loud snap 
Rainstorms break my beautiful  dreams
Returning to horrific sights heart screams.
And I find myself again in the cell
As if the air has some evil spell
Darkness grows and I am getting lost in it
My head and eyes hurt making me unfit
I feel I am standing near the seashore
Waves drag me with a roar
Panic-stricken water enters my eyes
In search of help, I took the skies
My body and soul cry in pain
But who should I complain?
The demons of Darkness don't let me go 
Their howling sounds return like an echo
I am caught within, where do I go?

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