HYPNAGOGIC

Drifting
My energy
Hovers over 
Stalking
my
Paraplegic body
Tormenting my soul
Like a demon
Unleashed upon
A sacrificial lamb.
Drool sifts 
Out of my 
Cadaver 
As confirmation 
To the existence of life
The third and fourth
Dimensions
Collide as
A train wreck
Upon my reality.
Whispers
Are like a plague 
That reminds me 
That her words 
Still exist
Silently 
In fear 
I await 
For time to pass