Daze 17
Dark Hall
Dim lights ahead
Gloom and fear take lead
Black and white I see
Forward on, I struggle, fruitless
I wish to move, but not my feet
I can not feel my feet
Hallway ahead, doors all around
Paranoia strikes my heart
As I hear nothing, no sounds
Lights flicker
The hallway moves around
As I now fall down
Struggling upwards
Disorientation surrounding
All around on the ground
Like a dream, trapped here
Paralysis striking my mind
Will I make it through the hallway
Closing my eyes
Obstacles to my success
Stumbling back and forth
Down the hall, running
There at the end is reality
Or is it just an escape.
Copyright 2000 Joe S. Lee