Yellow Brick Way

Choking on the

Voices and

Choices

Inside my head

An invasion

A violation

Hornets dismembering the

Raw insides of my mind

Raging like the spinning vortex

That brought Dorothy to Oz

But what lies on the other side

Is not in color vision

Just the

Hollowness

The haunting

The glass half empty

Of hurt

And me: lost

Somewhere on my yellow brick way