Something scratches at the wall,
the wall that divides,
the real world from this one,
it is an eerie sound,

As the scratches continue,
they get louder and louder,
until they fill the room,
and it is all one can hear,

It is enough to drive a person
to insanity,
to live the life of a mad man,
to be under constant suffering,

The scratching goes on,
as the life around it fades,
deep grooves are in the wall now,
and they grow with each minute,

It is unbearable now,
loud screeches fill the hallway,
until it reaches the outside,
the outside where everything is normal,

Scratches… scratch… scratch.

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