Apparitions

Spectres.
Ghosts.
Slivers of hope,
splinters of sorrow.
They reach out to me,
asking "Why?"
I can't help them,
how could I?
A faint shadow passes over my mind,
growing restless in the dank, dark crevices of my thoughts.
Over and over,
I hear the voices call to me.
And I ignore.
Avoid.
Try to block out the noise.
Noise.
Too many sounds blast through my ego,
ripping apart the calm of my soul.
I close my inner eyes,
focus on the light in the middle of my head.
The colors run together,
forming shades no one has ever dreamed of.
Pointed in a vast rainbow of thought,
my minds slips deeper past the dam of my inhibitions.
I shiver,
as if the power has drained from me.
Deeper, deeper I dive,
until there I cannot move any further.
The colors begin to fade, to fuzz together.
White is all I can see now,
and it quickly fades to static.
The noise surrounds my body & mind,
I scream out, in silence.
Past the point of no return,
I give in to my self, and reform my self.