Blessed for a lifetime.

I wandered alone
into a world unknown,
voids filled with blaring voices,
whispering sweet nothings, in deep crevices.

The voices bizarre, come unwanted
I am haunted, I am taunted,
I am superwoman, I can fly,
but without wings, I fall past the sky.

Empty hallways of acrid stench,
of empty bottles of saline, and withered veins.
I grit my teeth as tremors pass through,
in lonely night of mid-April bloom.

Sultry caws, awaken me
eyes glazed with insanity.
Fingers taut, nails dark yellow,
I, the queen of the night, in sunlit shadow.