When pain ills, it begins to kill
My brain is dying, I feel trapped in the hills
I begin to realize that I'm paralyzed
I can't move a muscle, a foot, a toe
It's affecting my brain, my mind seems to be running slow
I start clawing from the inside, fighting to survive, trying not to die
My skin stretches and burns but I can't tear through
I'm trapped deep inside and I can't figure out what to do
I can't tell what is the truth
It's settled now, the thirst has arrived and it's real
It is true, and my fate, my fate is sealed
My skin is ice cold, my eyes palest of blue
It's feasting time, on people, people like you.
fairymist54 on May 17, 2017:
Love this. can not wait to see more of your work!