The March of Hades

Du-dum, du-dum, du-dum,

My heart races wildly.

The pounding in my ears

Grows louder, and louder.

It's coming.

My chest squeezes tightly,

Punctuated with pain.

A constrictor of fear

Steals my life-giving breath.

It's coming.

Stand my ground and battle?

Or flee to shake the foe?

My mind races quickly,

But endless thoughts unhinge.

It's coming.

"Be rational! Calm down!"

I command, unheeded.

"Breathe deeply, and let go,"

A pointless order, too.

It's coming.

My eyes covered darkly.

My ears extinguish sound.

Escape this existence,

I seek my happy place.

It's coming.

No control? It wakens.

Distant fears? It rises.

Pressing crowds? It appears.

Lost hopes? It shows its face.

It's finally here.

Panic envelops me.

It overwhelms, consumes.

It steals the man I am.

I lie broken inside.

Hades is here.

Soon, I rise, strength returned.

Hell will not hold me down.

It had its moment, but

I draw my inner peace.

I am here.

Until Hades returns.