F R A G M E N T S Laid Out

WHERE

Oh God, What am I doing here?
I am lost.

Foggy, Foggy, Foggy.
My eyes can't see a thing.
These
Hypnotizing swirls surround, me.
It's not me,
I'm just standing.
It's a dream, that I can't escape.
Confusion, Confusion.
All these walls caving in.
Oh,
all now,
are these lights.
Slowly fading, with the sound.
Darkness.
At last.
With my head on the floor,
My eyes on ceiling,
I see...
The Hand