Demons dance in the corners of my eyes.

Whispers creep and crawl, bees hiss inside.

My thoughts disordered and senseless,

like a worm that eats through stone.

Soul twisting shadows cause

sickness unto death.

Burning bush’s light

extinguished.

Inhale.

Snap–

Pause.

Exhale.

Mania,

At last, it comes.

Strength without reason,

soon will drown my whole psyche.

Rainbow storms and wishing stars,

now the only things I perceive.

Mind fairies fly, spinning dust to gold.

Head now fractured – **_no_** – a sheathed God now free.