Mind's Abyss

Feet shuffle across empty ground; mental hands grasp air and empty space,
straining to catch the attentions and affections of those outside this abyss. I pace.
The chain that binds us, me, her, these alternate beings in one body,
tenses straight across the floor that is my mind, black and spotty.
Lost, and so very dark, it is maddening in here.
But the horrors and confusion I observe from my perch, are the main thing I fear.
I shouldn't leave and enter there.
I won't leave this haven. I wouldn't dare.
Though I long for my voice to be heard,
instead I am ignored, can't get in a word.
Colors splotch the black sky, of the world I cannot reach,
Random and nauseating, purple, grey, peach.
Seizures of color burn my eyes,
They exhaust me and I shudder inside,
Further in my closed off self,
Ignoring my want to plea to some help.
You wish to spend time with me? You wish to break my shell?
Yet when I needed you the most, where are you when I yell?
No I don't tell you, because you don't see.
I am trapped between here, my mind, and horrible reality.