I sit on the floor in the middle of this room
How did I get here?
It's almost noon
There's nothing in here but the words on the walls
The pictures that form from unearthly shadows
The cold wood floor
And a door left ajar
Just a crack
I read the words on the walls
and look at the pictures one by one
It all looks familiar I can barely sense it
My eyes pass over a word and my whole body shivers
These are the words in my mind
I am alone in this world
This universe
A beat left behind and forgotten
A pain so retched
In the silence
It's so loud in my head
It's a rush, an unwanted rush
That's why I write
And now I *remember