Toilet Brains

So when the veil falls,

All is revealed,

Like a puppet in a shadow play.

Stripped naked,

Held,

Like a Deer in their headlights.

It freezes you from the feet upwards,

Until you're so still,

The thoughts don't even travel.

The blood slows in your veins,

And like an earthquake,

It hits you.

Confusion replaces embarresment,

And tortured becomes the soul,

Until,

broken,

afraid,

alone,

it all starts over...

By Ben Jones