I crawl farther into the corner,
Hoping that I can block out the sounds of rage
And sights of fear.

I am blinded by a vision of fire
Burning in my mind.
I am unable to put out the flames.

I sit there, huddled,
My knees drawn to my chest,
Afraid to breathe.

Help me find a way
To escape this lunacy.
To live in fear
Is hardly living at all.