It is a haunting fear that would inhabit our minds, one that would inhabit in the form of being enclosed and slowly buried alive. the only company that would be is in our own screams. The thoughts of horror that would be as one would be alseep in a bag that has the odor of rubber and death. A horror that would remain is undescribable -- knowing that one is alive yet they are presumed dead according to the doctors. This is the picture of what is inside the nightmares of one with claustrophobia. I have been with this phobia for a long time and with the assault that I had fallen victim too, my nightmares had fallen in with the imagery of the inquistion. This is a phobia that would be quite horrific if it is in a certain person. The bible speaks of hell after death for the sinners -- enternal darkness, but they don't speak of the thoughts within the mind of whom has the claustrophobia. The poem given to me, which is titled,
Claustrophobic by
Kassie Spake as an introduction to the horrors that are penned within these walls.
Hidden Phobias