Disembodied Mind - Ouroboros

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