Words fail its potency
The ceiling becomes your universe
Anxiety is now your blanket
Sink down into this endless void
Your thoughts dance to no music
Brief visits to places hold you forever
Losing in nightly battlegrounds is now your norm
Time relentlessly ignored your dilemma
Staring without seeing
Isolated next to your partner
They’re vacationing in R.E.M.
You continue to suffer in silence
Finally, the stream of thinking gets damned
Your body surrenders
What’s left over now becomes bliss
Awaking only to now face the loneliness of the day
The Magic Shop 