The Urban Artemis

I was the hunted.
I was followed, watched and understood.
I was blind sided.
I was vulnerable and exhausted.
I got lost.
FUBAR!

It was my own fault.
It was in my head.
It was all in my head.
It was all in my head.... there was no escape.

I turned for help...
Everything in my mind turned to stone.
Everything......

I was caught high and dry.
I saw the huntress,
I didn't see the huntress!

Her mask slipped.

But I was lost in with the celts.

Lost.

She had me and I was ready to die.

I had nothing and have nothing.

Its all in my head.

I hear Kate Bush ....... "wake up".