Space

 

Behind your ear

The snake tangles 

Forwards

Herculean protection

Hisses, twists, and turns

 

Pain in suffocatation

Not by my doing

 

I scream 

Shout

 

Heed no word from desperate calls

That lunatic has you on strings

 

But strangle you had not my deed

Manipulation by your own heed

 

Delusions accompany your sleep

 

Light will shine

One fine day

 

Like that night

I broke 

In melancholy

 

My undoing