I can feel it

Crawling in my head

Like a spider in a can

Weaving a web

A trap

Capturing the light

I once had

I can sense it

In my veins

Like Vernon

Slowly driving me insane

Regret

Shame

Self-blame

My thoughts are no longer

The same

It sneaks in my dreams

Silently screams

My thoughts turned

Into delusions

Emotions become illusions

I can feel it

Slithering inside

My sanity has no place

Left to hide

It gnaws

Scratches and bites

Day and night

I’m afraid to speak

For in my words it creeps

Tortures me as I sleep

It won’t stop until

I bleed

Cut deep meaning to

Set it free

I can feel it

Inside of me

My soul cries

It pleads

I can feel it

See it….

©  Markus Fleischmann

Excerpt form the book “I Have A Name”

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