There, a splash of blood
No, a splash without
Neat and orderly
The spot without blood
Where did it come from?
The spot starts spreading
My world stops moving
The pain is locked out
But I am locked in
And my world is dead
I can't move freely
Hard sharp things block me
I want to be freed
Free from this order
What will release me?
The room writhes around me
The floor trembles beneath
I walk, steps uncertain
The ceiling cracks above
Mirrors fall off the wall
My pace quickens now bold
This place seems familiar
Although it's been awhile
The rules were forgotten
Now I remember blood
The change went unnoticed
How long have I been gone?
Deep thoughts from long ago:
Alone
