Resolve:

In a world of maddening chaos
were voices cry out so
and screams pitch high
stands a man
wondering from room to room
opening doors to places
that one had but locked away
empty threats
beckoning grimaces
faced and dismissed
as another door closes so
on empty corridors
of this summers discontent
whilst all the while
trodden underfoot
the skulls crushed of those fallen
irks drag reduced mere mortals
by their hair to impending torture
hell lasts forever
for those that never seem
to kill nor slay the dragon so
haunt you he surely will
and laugh he does
with his breath like that
of a rotten corpse
an from sharpened teeth
hang the strips of flesh
torn from rancid carcasses
run you do from room to room
looking for the exits
to no avail this is but
your personal chamber of horror
locked inside your mind
but dare you scream
let alone cry and plead
for find you he will
and consume you he shall
until there is only
ever this empty shell
face the fears
and accept the wrongs
stand and fight the good fight
keep the faith
and watch as the sun commeth
and slowly but surely
your personal demons
do but turn to dust
only to be blown away
by the cool north wind
no man nor women never knew
to be so strong
until faced with their own being
and realised
tis not the world at fault
just mearly
their very own faults
of utter doubt