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Spiders
the spiders in my head keep asking me questions
they dance around like its fun and games
do i trust me own senses?
can't keep up with this movement
engulfed by this shield i stare in
do i have the human existence?
i feel alive and powerful and above all
i am a god in myself i believed in, i believed in
on the same ground there were walking dead people
at the hospital the one i visited for a few nights that i was gone
there were tunnels of time travel in my room
there were clouds hanging over my head
i was moved to a new bed
and then a fresh episode starts all over again
beside me a new friend i can't count on
walk around asking for help at 3 am
they tell me just play with crayons and coloring books
i feel so small again and scared of these monsters that are creeping in
i remember this one sneaking behind my door
peaking out at me when i looked away
like it was about to kill me in my sleep, in my dreams
