Thursday, March 17, 2011

the air rushes through my ears
it blows my hair into a tornado above my mind
my breathing gets slower
my eyes glass over
i can feel my hands turning violet and ocean like as they go into dark numbness
the thoughts in my head swirl,collide,demolish
i can sense the feelings leaving me
the nightmares taking over
my ribs combust
my spine tears out of my skin like a caterpillar beginning a new life

i look up to the white speckled ceiling, the coffee stains
the rings, rings, rings
i make you out walking towards me
i recognize your shape
but i keep walking
i feel the ground beneath my soles
and i run
run, run, run
until i can no longer see you only the orange and yellow bus, bus, bus
you stutter through my mind, mind.
until i reach the doors and find my seat
my head crashes and burns
and im finally away, finally ok