Senses

Senses

Deep, spiraling motion and a perpetual sense of darkness.
Yellow penetrating brightness,
Vividness…screaming…yelling!
“Change the…”
Crystal shards protruding the ground,
A cage that holds yellow-
Must fills the air,
A sense of fear surrounds.
What is it?
Wyrd of chthonic;
Which is which?
Waking numb with a lack of motion,
Inspiration, not the typical fear.
Who? Blocked…black…
Waiting for Awen.
Down and hooked on the sight
Down…Down…
Slipped and latched
Visions of yellow
And a cage.
Her?