World Around Me

The world around me keeps changing
   It's not that the walls are closing in
Or that the sky is turning surreal colors
Yet the stairs I've climbed a million times
   Are without the rythm they once had
And the air has a stench of moldy vermin
All windows are without my reflection
   Though, it too, seems to have changed
It's without color, without depth, and more
My mind, always racing with common sense
   Finds no logical meaning to this scene
And I feel that insanity is settling in
Between the numbers that race from my fingers
   And the reasons that once filled my mouth
I can find no truth to the matters at hand
Lying beneath the linen and down
   Closet closed for fear of what lives within it
I clutch a billowy pillow to my chest
My feet tangled within the bedding, safe,
   Will not allow creatures to enter from below
And take my feet away with them
Bathroom light glowing behind my heavy eyelids
   While shadows loom into lights glare
Stirring me awake again during the night
Still, my thoughts, my dreams, deliver me
   Here, to this place I find comfortable familiar
But without clear memories of past visitations
It's creeping in again, this place I've been before
   This place that freed me from myself before
A place that I begged to be gone, then to return
Of all the thoughts recorded of this state of mind
   It seems that the sky is much brighter than before
Though the night is still eternal beneath it.