Shapes in my head

6th October, 2011

What do you do,
When thought becomes one dimensional?
Where do you go,
When the insanity swells within you?

Lost in a frigid echoing mind,
Shutting all ways out.
Peace and calm denied,
Like a consistent 404 error.

That proverbial question arises,
This time, not when, but if.
The past drains me,
I am my own demon.



Hunger and thirst are forgotten,
Only fleeting glimpses of reality.
Living life underwater,
Breaths of air get farther in between.

The usual minima does not come,
The abyss seems to go on.
Light comes from above,
But I make no struggle.

My thoughts do back flips,
Acrobats in a melange of chaos.
Intoxicated in disbelief and pain,
They refuse to subside.

To go back to being carefree,
With a toffee and a kite and a pet.
I would give my life to have that,
But life has no restart.

Loneliness is a simple beast,
It ever strengthens its case.
Apparitions haunt, they linger,
When that comfort in familiarity is reversed.