Hypnotic Bee

Thoughts in my head are buzzing around like little bee's

Each as poisonous as the next

The constant humming is hypnotic

It draws you ever closer to the poisonous sting.



If you watch the way a bee fly's

the way it dances

Elegantly weaving through the air

you become mezmorised

trapped by the rythmic dance

Drawn ever closer to the poisonous sting



Thoughts are like this you see

For those things inside our heads

are poisonous like the sting

distorting, twisting, infecting all logic and reason.



It contaminates your mind

With the things you fear

Spreading doubt and worry throughout your thoughts



When the bee draws you in,

in that state of uncontrolable desire

Like your thoughts you become wrapped up

In the maddness that represents the dance of the bee.



Trapped inside the thoughts themselves

this is where the poison lies

for once your cought up in the lunacy of your mind

there is little opportunity for sanctuary



The prospect of getting hurt is there

Unlike the bee sting

No lotion can be put upon this wound

To numb the pain



The trivk you see is to observe from a distance

Enjoy its beauty and elagance

but always remain cautious and aware

of the leathal sting within

As with thoughts

It is safer not to think too much

As you get sucked in

leaving you vulnerable



beware the bee sting.