All I see are beams of light,
Encapsulated by the dark.
The blinds cloak the insight,
Shadows pounce at the smallest spark.

A desolate pit lies within me,
Begging to be filled.
A glint at the end of the tunnel,
Pleading not to be killed.

Is there hope for the end?
With every word my heart beats faster.
Inching closer to oblivion,
Teetering towards disaster.

No way to explain this feeling.
Horrible harmony leaves me numb.
Dulls all of the pain,
Piercing my gut like rum.

Do you ever wonder what its like?
When all you have left is your mind in a sprawl.
Clutching to fragments of fiction,
Because they're better than nothing at all.