Warping like a third dimension; Round and round
Unable to speak
Faster and faster; twisting and twirling
My heart is racing; my body inside out
Ache after ache; my dreams, my thoughts
Blundering as one question lie at the end of my
Tired, worn out tongue
A touch of water will release the anxiety
Release the unspoken relinquished horror
The horror of having fear
Fear of the darkened, the lonely silence of the darkened
Fading slowly and madly into the pit in the back of my mind
The beat of my heart
Pounding away like a sharp knife
Please take me out of this lost, forgotten hole
No where to go, no life to live
It’s fading, the only light; fading into dullness
Darkness is emerging
Suddenly the twirling, twisting and warping has stopped
I open my eyes, trying to obtain my senses
As my eyes widen
I can feel them astray
I am not of this world anymore
No earth underneath my feet
Only one answer of some kind
Of conclusion to my question
Very simple but yet frightening
No, Dorothy is not in Kansas anymore…