Hands are steady,
Nothing feels real anymore,
I feel the consistent breaking clashes,
Ticking as though I might explode,
Tick, tock, tick, tock, tick.
Stop
I have to just be missing the sound,
There's not a way in the world that this is reality,
at least not mine.
I thought I did everything right,
Or maybe I said to much,
I expected and prepared myself to explode from nothingness,
But really I imploded,
Con caved,
Well, at least I am not hollow anymore.
