Just a Glimpse.

Could you handle the pressure
in this place
This pressure-chamber

Pressure-cooker ready to
Release
This maze

Sometimes it amazes me that
here w/ all its twists and
turns, sheer cliffs, jagged-
edges,
Razor-edged thoughts
I can still find my way

Obscurity, darkness, thoughts
that are haunting
Lingering around like vultures
Lurking for something

Unsure, my mental-state is
Drifting
Into the abstract
It seems as though I'm seeing
things differently

Maybe it's incurable insanity
setting-in or maybe I'm seeing
reality more precise than I
have here-to-fore

So if I opened the door to let
you in or, to even catch a
Glimpse
A passing shadow of inflection

Could you handle the pressure
in this place
This pressure-chamber

This pressure-cooker of,
Mind
Mine