A Poem, feedback is appreciated

~Dreams [The Writer's Curse]~ Eccentric electricity surges through airwaves Electrifying multitude conclaves Conclaves fall into shadow as shadow falls into night An endless abyss; no limit, though walls to restrict flight Lightning runs up and down my body like a conducting baton As I conduct my own spirit through gigantic pawns Moving around the table, I king, only to be tossed away I d like to think that fantasy was a reality. I am succumbing to the writer s curse As my ideas dim, tightens the door of the hearse The abyss is growing narrower, I am losing room to soar Fairy tales and bedtime stories are now becoming lore The pawns are falling off the chessboard, as the playing field is tilting It feels as if my brain is d.ead; my thoughts are slowly wilting Into a time-space continuum; I still don t know what I am thinking But I feel the queen overtake the king; I see her winking Blackness fills the surrounding air, I am now a free spirit I m chanting incoherent lines, even if noone will hear it There must have been an earthquake; the abyss is slowly opening I have defeated this writer s curse, but it feels like its teeth are still poking It was all a dream, a mystical version of real life But something is still stabbing me like a knife There is slick saliva slimed all over my slim face As I open my hand, I see a deep, leadened hole in the palm, And I start to erase I am back in reality; there are no more chess boards in my virtual delirium State of mind, there is no empty space in my continuum I pick up the broken pencil, yet I am still writing It really is all a dream, but I have an end to my mind fighting *The Writer s curse is a metaphor for writer s block **I fell asleep with the pencil point touching me, therefore the teeth are still poking and lines like that Feedback please. Explain throughly. This is actually what is called a "topical" among rap heads. I wrote this