Scarlet Menace
I am being enveloped
in a blanket of scarlet
that introduces itself
into my head as though
it was spikes being
driven from an
invisible hand.
Causing my insides to
churn as nausea
overtakes the entirety
of the wretched being
that others perceive
to be the individual
that they think I am.
There is a chill that
invades me from the
moment that the
atrocity of the
organism invades
the cavity that
contains my brain.
The vastness of the
experience is more
than most encounter
in a lifetime.
Yet for me it is a
daily occurrence
that facilitates nothing
more than unbelief.
I feel as though
sound is minute,
yet I am running
in a tunnel where
sound is immense,
bouncing yet is
everywhere gettring
and gettinglouder
all the time
with no possible escape.
Yet others hear nothing.
Light pierces through
my eyes and assaults
my brain as thought it
were a pincushion.
Nothing helps, even
when I close my eyes
the light still invades.
This for me occurs
even in a silent room.
This is my enemy.
This Scarlet Menance,