It creeps up again

that feeling that is known so well

slowly seeping in like a thick fog,

suffocating and heavy,

His thoughts seem so scattered,

like leaves in a brisk autumn wind

blown around , tossed and twisted.

sights and sounds intertwined

forming a macabre dance within his mind

How things have a way of changing so fast.

flashing through the mind

like lightning across a stormy sky

deadly, yet beautiful at the same time

buried in furor... Lost in delirium

will it ever end? Or will it stretch on endlessly

swirling and churning

like a thousand drops of water in a raging river

slamming against rocks.. Angry... Relentless

or will it change?

like a flaming crimson sunset,

casting shadows over a calm lake

light slowly fading.... Dying

till there is no more,

and all that remains is darkness.. Silence... Tranquility.