i hide from my mind

i fear it

the way it tears my body apart

i need it

mostly, i deserve it

i hide from my mind, and i hear it counting down the Time.

it will come and hunt soon

but i can't bring myself from this open, empty room.

do i want to be torn apart?

a feast for the Universe's most evolved part?

wish it could work with me,

so we could hunt other minds

and feast before the body they find.

did i ever think things through?

when it's most needed, i hide real good

can't find me in my green screen cloak

a cgi concocted hoax.

i hide from my mind

for it wishes for things my body cannot find.