I’ll set the scene
White winding halls, and a little something from the horror movie Scream
Eerie music mixed into the chilling atmosphere
A strict sense of poetry, or maybe I’ve read to much Shakespeare
So lets get back to what’s in here
I killed the lights, they brought the pain to my eyes or so it seemed
I was wrong everything’s still here in darkness, I still feel the screaming
Maybe it’s my daydream; undreamed
I think maybe I’m going crazy
please show me some mercy

I feel the bitter cold even though the radiators on full heat
Sixty-two beats a minute, not a beat felt; no beat
Something’s missing and it’s not right it’s making me feel so incomplete
I can’t close my eyes to sleep I can’t find the strength to eat
There are only so many thoughts of you that my mind can take,
Always more emotions for my heart to make
I think I’m going crazy maybe I had already gone
I jus’ know it’s been to long

  The white bowl’s filled with white stale milk
The black fountain pen’s leaking the black precious ink
Combine the two and you have a sick twisted drink
Or maybe that’s one I’ll have to rethink
Whatever, I can feel the oxygen shrink
The thick cloud of polluting smoke stealing my air
I can’t help it, I can only stare through the mist and contemplate why your not here
Well, I’ve been doing that for years now it’s become part of my career
I really think it’s been to long
I don’t know how I’ve carried on

  The fizzle of the Television
Nothing but background noise if I bothered to listen
The flicking light caught my eye glisten
It’s becoming too strong, now you know I’m missing
But you could never know what vision I’m facing
Emotion’s covering everything with a delicate lacing
Maybe it’s just something I’m creating
My lost contemplating, only I know the explanation
Still I can’t move from this dark mansion
I’ve trapped myself in my thoughts expansion
I feel it’s real, but they tell me it’s fiction
Maybe this is my conviction
And maybe I’m going through withdrawal from my addiction
And so it is written

I am Smitten