Bugging Out

Looking up
from the underground
after my post chemical
crash down..


I feel a million bugs 
crawling up and down
my arms..

When I look around
nothing but darkness is there..

Now the crawlies
are all over my legs
but I still can't see them
as they infiltrate
my clouded brain
and gradually

come to dominate
the pathetic junkie personality 
I have become

A giant frightened insect
scurrying for cover
when and if 

the lights ever come back on