Burning from behind
The tormented eyes open.
Staggering glances pass your way.
Paranoid and irritable, the eyes manage to seek through your flesh.
Finding every insecurity and disease,
the eyes tumble onto your heart.
Your heart is beating rapidly,incidently your palms are growing sweaty.
The eyes are still peering over and inside you.
Your voice deadens and only dry air can be let out.
All of your thoughts are screaming and there is no way out.
Your mind is getting restless as your thoughts begin to grow.
Your being suffocated into a white asylum, an asylum with no color. there is just a black raging river. A river that you happen to follow into as your hand slowly, yet artistically is reaching upward until your fingertips go under the dark waters.