Swirling void, unfathomable dark,
Inner cranial conflict.
Wading in detached reality,
Dark abstract, vice - like grip
Never underestimate the unseen.
Brain producing fear and hate.
The macabre side of you.
Fuel for it's cruel tricks.
What in reality is questioned.
Is reversed into the norm.
The vital need.
But you've been animated at half speed.
Still you run but trip,
Down into the bottomless abyss.
Consciousness will slowly dwindle,
As your nightmares assume control.
Float in mental purgatory,