Surrounded

Strange lights pour in Back stretches on the concrete floor Invisible rhythm, invisible audience Push back the flashbacks Loss of control, pressed against the glass Forced to know the silence as an enemy and a brother Breaking I am a storm I am a formless child of the future I am the seconds that pass I am the burden I build The mountains in my mind move So I grab for aspirin Careful not to get too much Skin throbbing with blood beneath it all Rough waters, rougher depths.