Weightlessly - Kindling

Guts come untied, turned inside out.

My mind is a wreck.

Slow suffocate.

High, alone.

Panicking.

Close your eyes.

High, alone.

My eyes are closed, I can’t control.

My face feels numb, vision distorts.

Wanna see light, come out of the dark.

If sleep could cure, I’d never wake.

Wishing for more, we’ll let ourselves down.

Deafening roar, quietly pause now.

Want to make light out of dark.

Want to get out all intact.