Oh I feel like I am tipping
nails once secure are slipping
they make a terrible sound on the wall
I seem to be nearing my inevitable fall
a journey in the dark is where I shall go
and surely the signs are beginning to show
they petrify me as would a disease
with my nerves entwined in twisting unease
my body engulfed in such a pain
demon blood burning like the still falling rain
I can’t contain the ensuing wild
and moonlight pummels the silver-eyed child
black spider legs spread over my brain
slowly seduced by being insane
and I see myself tripping over the line
as I look back at the life that once was mine
