The throbbing in my head as I
weave my way through tales and tell-tale
lies, woven into tight knit blankets, smothering,
suffocating the screams of the souls hidden
under the surface, desperately clambering, climbing,
gasping for air, cowering behind the smiles and
laughter and the mask covering the long-forgotten face
of fear and horror that can’t be shaken, as something
deep inside roars, thrashing about in the depths,
lurking in shadows, stealthily sneaking through passageways
scattered at random inside in a maze, endless, no escape,
far away screams, dancing hauntingly through thoughts
and dreams, wandering, wondering, when will it end,
for all eternity waiting on miracles that never come and never will,
until slowly, slowly,
ever so slowly,
the light
goes
out.