No Touching

A tad mad, I say for a dreary man. I walk briskly through feathers careful not to disturb their peace. My eyes bulge slightly as I crawl into my skin fighting the urge. Entrapped dare I even whisper, and they are on to me. No comfort as devilish desire drip from my lips from the sight of them. I was told not to stare too long or they could keep me prisoner forever. 

Damn! 

I am weary and feeble as they draw me into their treacherous frame. Various colors spoil me rotten as they get close to me yet I am a fool. 

Throw me away sweet desire, I don’t even deserve you!

I settled in my chair worried about those eyes taunting me. 

Sharp green or sparkly brown read into me so deep I crumble. I look for a way in just to convey a few words then something pulls me back. 

Why am I merely like this?

Please tear me away from this discomfort!

Blood pumping quickly I stand to my feet frozen as they surround me with their compact forms and tall weapons. 

No! I won’t let you win this time.

I move quickly through their enchanted forest to reach the outside. For a moment, I am relieved then as I look towards the path forward, they come for me again.