Scary Monsters

Luminescent shadows follow me around, but vanish as I ask who’s there? Scary monsters and super creeps wait on every corner; a voice whispers beware I start running I’m trying to gather pace; I’m running faster and faster but I hardly move The faster I run the slower the cadence becomes; asks the whisper what do you have to prove? Am I running from monsters past or ghosts hiding in the future? I turn my head frantically to listen; the whisper is faint in the viscous ether My pillow absorbs my drenching sweat, my legs kick and run, no stable ground Frightened heartbeats, timid murmurs beg for reprieve, no more whisper, I can’t hear the gentle sound Images changing proportions, gravitation bending scary faces Electromagnetic transformations, shadows form a gigantic ghost No awakening, remain in your abyss, where is the whisper I need most My consciousness is chained by subconscious spectres; confront the phantom, the chains do not break Oh gentle whisper cut me loose, help me to these images forsake Collisions, particles bombarding subliminal pores, expose my soul to ricochets of guilt, conflict, pain Prescribed orbits, predetermined order or tangents of love and desire What to do, whisper to me, I am become insane I spiral down into depths unknown to conscious science More scary monsters, more super creeps, more shadows changing hue Awake from this abysmal torture, send a whisper, bring me back to you Sticky ghouls and distant memories collide with alpha particles and gamma rays Chromatic aberrations confuse my vision and distort awaiting silhouettes I too collide, I too am distorted as I enter the chasm where the mind forgets Subatomic beings coagulate as memories; juries of demons saturate gaseous mixtures Bubbles and froth and osmotic spirits, hallucinations from black and white pictures Parallel curves and helical lines bend and warp my mind, I cry I scream I want I need, break free! No space no time no light no sound no love; guilty condemnation, empty reality The central singularity beckons, no return from unconscious waste Anonymous fields bind me, commanding struggle to abate Dimensionless objects, cold physics, primordial fear; Nightmare, no reprieve, take me to my fate.