twists and turns

deeper indeed.
they're digging.
and all that is intruiging.
will be exposed.
for better or for worse.
will be
disclosed.

once you've spilled your oceans
reconciled dramatics.
think you might sleep better
if i held your head upright.

would you be of any help
when the walls come closing in.
choking in the pillows
with strangers piling up in here.

they're scratching at the doorsteps
and breathing in my neck.
my fingers trapped motionless,
i'm waiting to be fed upon.

why think of escaping
whilst i'm held confined
i linger on those lips
with bruises on my fingertips

i've been asking for too much
clutching to desires
and as they come and call for me,
i don't think that i really care

my feet will not budge an inch
and there's no way i can scream
apathy takes it's stranglehold
twists and turns,
i'm blindfold

chasing sleepless nights away again.
closing all those doors on me again.

if i dare close these eyes,
paralyzed, yet restless.
won't they drag me further
i'm spiralling, then spat out

unhealthy prolongations
tragic repetitions.
it's ripping out my insides,
but i'm about to start again.