Stuck in the present, no future or past
Is this the beginning of the end at last?

Daren’t look back to the trouble and plight
Can’t see no way forward just blinding light

Paranoia sets in, sweat runs down my face
Could this be the end of the human race?

Nausea eats away at my very existence
Weariness wears down the will for resistance

Claustrophobic feeling of silence resonates
Anxiety rises as the shadowy fear accentuates

Lying in darkness afflicted with pain
Is this a dream or am I going insane?

Consciousness waning, head spins to the beat
Mind ebbing away, bodily fluids excrete

As body and mind fail to respond to resistance
Subconscious thoughts die into the distance.

Brian 'Peza' Perrins

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/final-thoughts-3/