UnaMused Self Portrait

I’m feeling kind of anxious
I’ve got this strange idea
That maybe
I’m not here
This place
It smells of fear
My blood is all I hear
It chitters loud and clear
Like something cetaceous
Tells me all is wasted
That this excursion
Won’t open my eyes
My confusion sinks in
Before I can look to the door
My heart crashes
And leaks on the tiles
No angel comes to my side
Now this confusion
It feels good
No more feeling
Take me back again
To the centre of the earth
My head
Cars are crashing
Inside my mind
But I won’t open my eyes
These pale blue
Bloody eyes
Numb the feeling
By breathing within
I won’t feel it
Now I’m not here

No more feelings

I open my eyes

I start to Chitter

This is my life

Eat the feelings
No more turning back
Again

The blood is pooling
In the centre of my mind

Again

© 2012, Mosquitobyte