Head torch frightfuly dim
Hardly lights the scorched
Slightly damp walls I
Skim with dirty knees as
I descend to depths of my
Despicable subliminal
Hell where monsters lurk
In murky corners and swell
To enormous pinnacles by
Feasting on remnants of
Rotting memories

Every claustrophobic
Turn in this forgotten
Catastrophic world
Sends a quaking shiver
Down my shaky spine