Insane
There is an electricity in the air tonight
Storm clouds hover above
A wicked calmness lurks around
Something evil from the spawn of hell to come
The quietness is crazy
Like nothing ever heard
It deafens your eardrums
Without making one sound
The hair on your arms
And the back of your neck
Stands up straight from
Something cold and unseen
Pins and needles
Scratches and bites
Take over your flesh
You can't see why there's no light
Anticipation it rises
Much to your surprise
You just want to leave this place
You just want to run
Your body it's frozen
You can't move an inch
Your heart you can hear it
BEAT BEAT BEAT BEAT
Now comes the sweating
Your muscles they shake
Trembling uncontrollably
You feel you could faint
Your vision it's tunneling
You start to see little stars
Suddenly it's lights out
You've just hit the floor
You wake up in a strange place
All strapped to the bed
The doctors they come in
They've brought you your meds
Insane is the diagnoses
They say you need rest
But sleeping is when your most valnerable
To your demons within
Copyright © Lisa Brannon | Year Posted 2016
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