Night turns to day day turns to night light becomes darkness darkness becomes light doors become windows windows become doors an endless spiral into madness into fear and delusion
clockwise the world is turning I hear it endlessly ticking then everything grinds to a halt racing time stops without warning restarting in retrograde motion spinning counter clockwise as minutes and hours crumble to dust
shadows fill the corners of darkness where the impossible the implausible the unbelievable relentlessly stalk me as if I am prey reality dissolving like ice
the wild winds of madness circle a fever affects my mind I am lost in the labyrinth the darkness swallows me whole the only certainties my heart is still beating and the faint whispers and the distant echoes that beckon me back to me
I am lost in the twilight of this place an emptiness devoid of sound the threads unravelling a fragile fabric coming apart a jagged maze of memories woven through with fantasy each step erasing the present
the winding pathways of insanity tangled thoughts shapeshifting in my mind circling images I cannot grasp forming into rivers with no direction where I am left far behind with the ghost of myself lingering in the shadows
watching the stranger in my place the image of me in the mirror fading to grey silhouette as I answer the echoes that haunt me clinging to the past in the moment but it is buried deep within
delicately unreachable in the dark locked away inside of me kept safely in the corners of my soul where the armies of madness cannot reach memories that cannot be replaced a past that cannot be erased
I stare at the reflection before me a stranger unknown yet familiar she beckons to me a moment of joy a moment of sorrow trying to find the pieces of me the me I used to be so close yet so far away a lost reflection forever haunting me
Annie's Poetry 