Closed off little spaces.
Monsters scream as the pulse races...

Collected and sampled. Xeroxed zero.
Only one infantry...

Jack is lost in his box.
A cubed gateway that is locked...

Keep holding on.
Don’t ever let go...

Everything that is pure.
Cannot be pushed away...

You’re Life.
My soul...

When I’m all alone.
I ask myself what my feelings have shown...

Gently my feet dangle from the ground.
Quietly sleeping without making a sound...

I will….
I’m still...

Running and running.
Looking for something...

Two weather beaten doors swing open.
Revealing the open path...

Swirling masses.
Just spewing forth...