My Hole

Sitting here in my hole

This hole that is my mind

Listening to the whispers of the crows

Waiting, wondeing; when will they strike

Creeping in.....slowly

Pecking at the surface

Darkness is peeking through

Sanity trying to escape

Running in circles

In this hole that is my mind

Keeping all at bay

This light keeps me safe

From the strenghth of these whispers

Keep these crows from caving

This hole that is my mind