Take a Trip Inside My Head

Heartbeat thumps in my chest
I'm thriving in the sensation
Please, come take a trip inside my head
Make sure to close the door
Look! Look! Look and see
What my world is meant to be
It's a room empty
except...
For a mirror in the corner
No! Don't touch it
Stop! I scream
You don't hear me
You touch the front of the mirror
It doesn't reflect your face
Time, yanks you back
I doubt you understand
Black dust,
Leaks from your deep eyes
Staining your confused face
Then in a corner
All hunched over
Sobbing into her tiny hands
Is a girl
Look around to see
It's a girl
It's dark and thunder roars
then you say helplessly
"Stop crying little girl"
She doesn't reply
I've hidden this girl
In a dark corner of my mind
Personality
My mind
She looks up to you
Her own face
Is shadowed
She screams
You back out the way you came
You fall through time
The next room is filled
With a natural light
And such an energy
A happy girl sits in the corner
The walls painted white
her face is casually hidden
By light blond hair
She giggles, pulling you to a corner
Abruptly her eyes turn black
Black light leaks from her eyes
Her mouth is open in a silent scream
The room sinks to Hell
The girl disappears
You wander on a dirt trail
Crows caw atop old trees
Rotting away in the dark
You see a
Tall, narrow door
It's blood red
You hesitate
You look around
You open the eerie door
There's another girl
In a black room
No light peaks in
She's tall, strong
Her face to the wall
You touch her shoulder
Yearning for a reply
You still can't see her face
Irritation pangs
"stop," she mutters
"what?" you ask patiently
"Stop the voices," she squeaks
Shoving your hand away
You gently put it back
She screeches
Don't touch me!
She curls into a ball
On the black floor, you can barely see
You're growing impatient and angry
She shakes her head crazily
"Twinkle Twinkle
Little star
How I wonder where you are
Like a diamond in the sky,"
You back out
She keeps repeating the simple, nursery rhyme
This girl is me
I restrain her and lock her up
You fall
You scream
No sound comes out
You land from the
At least 60 foot drop
You feel no pain
You stand, puzzled
You look around
There is no landscape
Just blackness
Your patience snaps
And you try to yell
A girl appears
Her eyes plead you
She tries to speak
But you notice the X
On her mouth
She pulls you to a white board
Contrasting the echoing black
"You can't talk here, "
She writes
The questions
Dizzy you
Your left
With no answers
"I talk with my pen
"It's how I speak," She continues
"I'm no good with spoken words you see,"
She finishes
I have become her
Unable to speak
She's taken reign
But then
if you venture
to the darkest Hell of my mind
Is the last girl
She's scared
She's lost
In a sea
of thoughts and agony