I stare into the eyes of an endless abyss.
What stared back I can never dismiss.
For it showed me things that can’t be true.
Yet in the years that followed its all come through.
Is this insanity or simple delusion?
All I know is I’m left feeling conflicted confusion.
Give me a reply.
No more, no more.
Cut out the visions.
No more, no more.
Make it stop are my pleas.
Transfixed by the dread keeps calling.
All these lifeless continue on falling.
When will those flashes turn out wrong?
I don’t know but it’s well and truly past the point of me being warn.
But no one can imagine this effect.
Honestly I may soon be completely mind wrecked.
Give me a reply.
No more, no more.
Cut out the visions.
No more, no more.
Make it stop are my pleas.
Delivered, unanswered.
Confined, blind.
Crushed, brain flushed.
Let me die.
I have my reasons why.
You won’t understand.
I don’t need you to.
All I need, is for you to listen to…
What I am saying and the state I am in.
Do I even look like I’m still human?
Barely, I see written in your face.
So let me drift away from this place.
No more, no more.
Simon A Jackson - Writer 