Panic inside my mind,
Air & time & the rest I'm blind.
Imagination & fantasies hold their binds.
Nightmares & dreams look me in the eyes.
Taking a word & bringing it to life.
Instantly colors brings the canvas alive.
Needle woven through portraits,
Gallery of destroyed art.
Mending a stitched heart.
Yelling inside my mind.
Love & lust has been unkind.
Ice over my skin.
Fire burning & buried deep within.
Ecstasy dancing over me, whirl & spin.
Acting out scene by scene.
Weaving into endless screams.
Abandoning myself & all else.
Yesterday will soon be years.
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