Shake my tree from the roots

I don't care if it hurts

Pluck those ill fruits from my shoulders

I feel them feeding on my flesh

Chewing slowly bit by bit

Digging tunnels, making holes

It scares me to think what's inside

It's always easier to abide

Like a turtle knocked over upside down

Alone, washed out on a rocky beach

I'm swaying on my crooked back

Thrown back head, stretched out neck

Splashed by the waves of the cold sheets

I can't feel my limbs

But I know they are somewhere near

The ticking of the clock is all I can hear

Was it minutes, was it days

Counting here just makes no sense

The alarm will never go off

No gunshot to alleviate the suspense

Stuck in this pitch black vacuum

Balancing on the edge of the abyss

Feel no hope, feel no fright

In His realm you have no might

No end, no beginning, just the in-between

Where that is - I just don't know

No way out from this suffocating maze

I haven't slept in many days

Like a snake my body twirls

But not an inch in fact I move

Almost painfully enjoying

The vanity of the deploying

No longer I am sure what is real and what is not

What evoked this restless feeling?

Staring at the ceiling, at my eyelids, at the dark

Emptiness around me everywhere I turn

Am I lost, am I forgotten

Did I choose or was I chosen

For this torment is there a reason

I have lied but did no treason

My head will burst, my crane will crack

My third eye refuses to close

Brains are storming quickly and fiercely

Thoughts come crushing all my logic

Along paths wide but obscure

Leaving behind no trace whatsoever

Where did I come from, where do I go

At this very moment so little I know

Oh sing me a lullaby, I sense a rhythm in the darkness

Pulsing in my head, in my heart, in my veins

Kiss my burning forehead, hold my icy hand

Soothe my sore eyes, wash my brains

Close this portal, make this madness disappear

Stop the torture, find a cure

Kill inside me this uninvited creep

Let me sleep, let me sleep!

I toss the covers, curse in vain

What good does me lying in bed

Can't turn on the lights, can not call a friend

Nothing I may do will my long night amend

The only one to replace sleeping potions</O:P>

My faithful friend with no emotions

I take a piece of blank clay

On the keyboard my fingers start to play

Meek sense of my words I make

Little my eyes comprehend

I type and try to sound in reason

Is my mind my own true prison?

Purple bluish light coming through the window