So many years without a voice
I never knew I had a choice...
I might whisper into a rainbow
but I talk more fiercely tot he black cloud...
The air in here is disgusting.
You have lived here for...
Colour green
Heavy head...
Glad I had eight hours of sleep from a rough...
Enough energy to jump on my motorbike...
I have this secret moment of time
Where I used to hide and cry...
I am below
I am close...
Gasping, needing air
Grasping, but nothing's there...
In, thoroughly
then out, slowly...
Behind these walls strikes lightning;
space so calm, silence inviting...
It feels like I am in the
middle of a tunnel...
I'm in bed all day/
I got nothing to say...