Can’t wake up.
Can’t slow down.
My mind is a child’s toy top.
Spinning wild around and around.
A maze of ivy and barbed wire is all I see.
I swear to god those voices are fucking killing me!
The grimy smiles and sickly eyes…
I hate them all.
They all mock me as they laugh!
They laugh as I run around hopelessly.
Circles and circles around I go.
I cannot see anything that’s a sure sign of me getting out.
Large shrouded figures chase me with glee.
They tip toe and toe, dancing around one another.
Dancing around one another to get me.
They have no true faces under their primitive pig and ram masks.
I’ve now reached a dead end which leads to an endless dark tunnel.
There’s no way out, and also like as if there’s no way in.
Am I alive?
Or am I dreaming?
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