Penning this down with eyes watery

Oh how my brain does this to me

Like a spider knitting it's web

Thoughts glueing up, ease unknown

The prey? Oh well my dear soul,

It shoves you down-in into the spiral,

Choking myself up like a duty dance.

Alleys I used to think I cut through,

Keep cutting my heart through ,

Pricking and punching it, mercy aloof

Oh to have this illness cured,

I'd fall down to you,

Oh to cut through the alleys I used to think I cut through,

Oh- to sever the alleys that sever me still!