Assume you are stuck inside a glass bubble vacuum inside, the apogee of emptiness. You call out for help,but none can hear, You scream in helplessness, punch the walls. Soon you learn the impossibility, face the truth. You try to sing yourself a tune, to calm; But you hear none, you are deaf to yourself. …
[Poetry] “Panic Attack”
An invisible hand, invincible; seems to be squeezing her heart. Suffocating, a bleeding, blinding blur. Her panting, dying breath in sync with the ticking clock. Counting, anticipating the end of time; the end of her painful times. Her skin is on blaze, a raging flame; and she choked by its smoky ash. Her thoughts feel naked, …
[Poetry] “May, Perhaps, Possibly”
She is drowning. In the fear that this darkness may, perhaps, possibly never get ceased. Too many words of doubt Hard to expound. Perhaps, she is tired of explaining it to the world, to herself. Exhausted by trying to explain. May, perhaps, possibly, her mind getting seized. Too many words of doubt. Hard to expound. …