Endless yet tunnelled
Into a claustrophobic
Vortex of existence;
Am I?
Or better yet...
Will I ever be?
The cranium floods
With nerve ends tingling
Arcs over synapses
Tingling
Tingling...
Terrifying me.
Life, I must admit
Shall be
My undoing.
Online, on a silly line of thought :)
13 September, 2009
