The ghosts within me,
Order my darkened soul,
To build a pandemonium,
To cut me off from the larger hell?
I am driven,
Helplessly into the unconscious,
All my faculties plucked one by one,
To adorn the walls of my pandemonium.
Tears of hurt flood my soul,
Darkness blind my eyes,
Blue-black bruises on my spirit,
My body blasé to all the pain.
I am steadily driven into the unconscious.