Escape Me

This piece of poetry describes how the life of a psychologically disturbed patient turns upside down during an episode.

As dim darkness enfolds me, 
 breaking into deep walls of barriers, 
 I am thinking an escape from within.
 

I seek hope
 caught in a one-sided cliff,
 pressing unapologetic defiance. 

Yet, there is still waiting.
 For that a savior
 be here, just here. 

The room as inferno,
 I feel red
 with the sun lost or real. 

But now I see
  a ghost of me,
 in white, just in my dreams. 

Moving like commanded,
 the state was
 where I wasn’t buried. 

No, such is an answer
 to waking up
 from a different girl, another face. 

Then, I didn’t cry.
 There was a stab of guilt
 on my hands. 

Make me walk in the path.
 In plea, my head,
 this stipples in loudness. 

Oh, open my eyes
 and make me
 understand the destiny.