I felt them in my mind.
Scratching away like angry little rats, they needled, they pried. they crawled into ever little crevice.
They ran like flood waters.
The intrusion was felt, but it could not be stopped. amass this whole twisted parade was me.
I was one of them.
even i had betrayed me.
They told me things, they told me everything. The words were cold, but they had there own warmth. The caress of there lips was more than i could bear.
I resisted, i gave in. We were one but yet so far part.