All this here
Has torn the curtains Of her mind.
In this,
The glass is broken,  floors warped.
Distorted flashes plague my mind.
And Disfigured illusions play like a movie screen In the inner lids of my eyes.
I key the lock To my inner most thoughts
Only to find my sanity is at stake,
Nearly lost.
I tremble at my being dangling on a single thread
Oh my!
What terror!
Have I truly lost my head?
I am only escaped to tell thee
Archaic words
A literature of trust...