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.
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