• There is a knife at my throat.
    I shake with fear,
    Unable to take a breath.
    It is audible, the impregnated silence.
    A sinister presence,
    Hidden and conspicuous in invisible shadows.
    Where is the light switch?
    It is too dark.
    It is too bright.
    Where is the hand holding the blade?
    My eyes,
    They see a complexion pale white,
    A fist of black fire.

    Where is the light switch?
    I long to hear
    Something,
    Anything.
    It is a nightmare
    Within the loveliest dream.

    Rose glasses and glass roses;
    Wish,
    Desire.
    Take bloom,
    Break into pieces.
    Steal my emotions,
    Infest my dreams.
    Where is the light switch?

    Out of reach.
    Within grasp.
    Within sight...
    Out of mind.
    Where's the light switch...?
    Ran away again.
    To the darkest place within.
    The most brightly lit room of all.
    WHERE IS THE LIGHT SWITCH?
    Escape the silence...
    ...must...
    Trapped in oblivion,
    Blinded by the light.
    Reaching out,
    Where's the light?
    I search in the dark.
    The most brightly lit room of all.
    Where is the light switch?
    Darkness all around...
    The most brightly lit room of all.

    Locked.