The beating of my heart,
is pounding in my brain.
Like a hammer constantly colliding
into a brick wall.
The hard shell of my body
only amplifies the sounds all,
because I am empty.
In the midst of a lone night,
I have the same dreams.
For the images are like a movie
set on replay.
In this blurry depths on my thoughts,
these demons,these fears.
All have twitching fingers.
They touch my belly button,
and press into my skin.
And sink and stay.
They hide and bubble in my core.
The hairs on my flesh all rise,
the blood in my veins run twenty below.
And though, I may try to escape,
Though, I may scream until my lungs give out,
Though,I may run until both of my legs
are snapped into broken hard bones.
I know now, there's no way of waking up .