From my eye’s vessel
This time I will keep my composure I can mend my tortured exposure.
Illy constrained blackness inside of wicked contortions of no capable outside mind’s distortion.
Colors of fire flash before my eyes
roaring. clawing. for its escape to withdraw its disguise behind which he resides. Caged. Confined.
Red yellow blue
I cannot stop the contractions pulsing Blood vessels of silvery sludge through the eye socket factions.
Black smoky flames trodden the waterline of my bottom eyelid to my pupil’s glisten.
noise from within containing darkness. sin. I refuse to listen
Demons hiss louder communicating solely
With the shooting out of a hand.
I refuse voice to the words which you command.