Nervous Hospital

        Sun falls away from earth...Sun of shadows...Eclipse opens the sky. Afternoon of unsettling covers all with disquieted empty thoughts. Sunset bowing out...Arrival of night...The Alpha of dark is birthed once again. Sombre of darkness is the canopies amongst the swaying trees...For the night holds secrets, that man can never see. One's mind of unbalanced is his nature...An oddity not a curse...Can see night at it's best, for he has studied it while everyone rest. Nobody knows his orignal origin of nature...Nobody knows if this unknown animal, beast of primitive man, or an alien who fell from the far away stars with no ship to leave & go home. An oddity of ugly strangeness to put one at such unease, that you have to look the other way...Nervous as you walk pass...A face of pure ungodly horror that man can't rub the visual sight from memory of mind...Nightmares grow within, stay all day & continue the next night, as soon as one shuts their eyes. Like a witch's spell know one could tell a curse or hex...There's always something more terrible next. Now worrying for extreme measures of overthinking... Eyes wide open, rapidly looking from side to side, thinking you caught him lurking from the corner of your eye. I pinch myself... This is no dream but a clear lucid nightmare silently screaming. Novice of ignorance a student of selfish self rights. I shouldn't had coax & pushed my lover & best friend to take a ride & sit by my side as we all tightly grab each others hands. The Freak Halls of twisted mirrors, a rollercoaster of scares. Enormous monstrous hands griped my arms, with a swing through the darken space I was launched. Crashing I imploded through the looking glass mirror. Journey to another dimension. I'm forever ever stuck behind the mirror with Alice & the nervous twitching white rabbit...His repetived message of "Were late..Were late" when all along singing this annoying high pitch song, out of pure mockery at play. For were stuck in a land of no solid reality...More like a very weird & strange dream. The one's that raise & prick your back nack...With goosebumps doiwn your spine. For us who woke up behind the looking glass are the capitive one's who seen & witness the Ghoul of monster ugliness of horrors...A threat of knowledge to THEM...To the Aliens, the oddities to suck out man's life.I ferveriously slam & try to break this glass mirror to free me from this wick rat race of mental overload, insanity scence. This nervous hosiptal is a drug haze maze of sick ways I no longer can run from these creatures who resemble our friends, except for their eyes & hands. There getting close to a carbon copy of all & erasing your files of knowlege of brain.I hear their usual erriey chatter...Devil childern ready to play. Cornered in this black space of floating...Chained to my other self their project of invasive...For my voice is to low to hear from all my screaming of pain & faers to warn you. I see them now, so utter scary, hiddous nightmare mare face...I shut my eyes knowing I have to say goodbye. Knowing the worst pain is ready & happy to obliey.