Sunday, July 11, 2010
Shadows on the wall
I stay wide awake,
there are blinking lights in the dark.
I blink my eyes more.
Leaves me wondering whether the pace matches.
There is a bee's animated dance in my mind.
I thrash it into pulp to shut the hum in my ears.
Blood crawls out through my ears.
I wonder why?
I touch on my ears.
I can feel the sloshy liquid on my fingers,
But cannot see the wild red.
Blinking lights in the dark.
My eyes shutter repeatedly.
up and down.
Up and down.
I fix my sight into the air,
my eyes roll around.
Blank goes my thin memory
I can see shadows on the wall.
They are ghosts of my past.
They trail into my memory chip,
I magically try to block them away.
Sweat beads tremble on my forehead!
While i hear someone scream,