[wizr]

This is something I wrote a long time ago. Could be fitting.

Am I flesh?
Or a tortured soul in a dream?
A nightmare!
A hideous nightmare!
With no beginning, no end.
Always the same.
Me, careening through a sea of darkness.
Groping for a speck of light.
Hoping for a dawn that never comes.
Fleeing the unseen creature that follows.
Unseen, but sensed.
Unheard, but felt.
But, is it...
Behind me?
or, Inside me?
Looking to escape this tired flesh?

[Billie]

Hi, wizr! That poem certainly *does* fit today's theme! Thanks! Let's see if we can't set the mood for it!

Am I flesh? 
Or a tortured soul in a dream? 
A nightmare! 
A hideous nightmare! 
With no beginning, no end. 
Always the same. 
Me, careening through a sea of darkness. 
Groping for a speck of light. 
Hoping for a dawn that never comes. 
Fleeing the unseen creature that follows. 
Unseen, but sensed. 
Unheard, but felt. 
But, is it... 
Behind me? 
or, Inside me? 
Looking to escape this tired flesh?

~ wizr

[Feiny]

Were you feeling possessed at the time you wrote that?