Thickening and the air seems so familiar. This prism has webbed itself around my consciousness, in dry salivated source of reason. Wishing breath one more time.
Drowning me limb by limb. Reaching and sucking me in. Remembering to forget what is simple, meaning sinking wasn't decided you....................
Motioning through this force that's pressed against me. Senses have been spit through pulp of sheer reflection, while inside madness soaks on this fragility ~~~ ~~ one more time!!!
I'll be the one to comfort you, the eyes you trust, eternal lust.....
