Jungles

They are coming with the needle They think they are being kind Sending me back to The jungles of my mind. There are creatures in the forest, I can feel them closing in Screaming in my mind In a brain jarring din. The fire is burning well Sending out heat and light Keeping at bay Those creatures of the night. But what will happen Should I fall asleep; Will my fire die or Will its protection keep. More wood on the fire, Pinch myself for pity's sake, Keep the blaze burning Keep myself awake. The creatures are leaving I can feel them draw away As through the tree tops creeps First signs of breaking day. How big is this forest, How long can I survive, Can I reach its edge And leave this place alive. They slide the needle in An act they think is kind But I am trapped screaming In those jungles of my mind