Disembodied Mind

As I peer into the depth of tranquility
 Through spiraling mist and towering flame
 Obsidian rings become clear to me
 And from that path a voice screams my name
 Split ears screech with deafening tones
 Clenched jaws grind enamel away
 Eyelids seal with blow torch glows
 A wretched figure commands me to stay
 The old hag beckons
 Now chained to her will
 No choice but submission
 Is her job to kill?
 Visuals glow with frenzied pace
 Dry throat leaves a bitter taste
 Constricted lungs begin to fill
 With laughter from her shrouded face
 A haggard cloaked manifestation
 Of a hypnagogic delusion?
 Or supernatural intervention
 The likes of which we dare not mention?
 Disembodied mind!
 Limbs contract while sinew steams
 Upon the groans of joint-less bones
 Fear-gripped heart begins to beg
 For release from the tyranny
 Of the hag at the end of my bed