The rain falls.
Tapping at my window.
Welcoming me.
Catching a glimpse of my adolescent face in every drop.
The shell supports everything.
Thick iron bars crisscross.
They form diamonds.
Metal coils around the muscles in my face.
All I see is yellow.
Brain twitches.
Fan blades spin in the drums of my ears slicing the aroma of euphoria.
A rib cage slowly ascends and lowers.
But it is not mine.
I don't breathe.
Summer doesn't exist.
Only Fall does.
Aug 4, 2012
Aug 4, 2012 at 12:19 AM UTC
The rain falls.
Tapping at my window.
Welcoming me.
Catching a glimpse of my adolescent face in every drop.
The shell supports everything.
Thick iron bars crisscross.
They form diamonds.
Metal coils around the muscles in my face.
All I see is yellow.
Brain twitches.
Fan blades spin in the drums of my ears slicing the aroma of euphoria.
A rib cage slowly ascends and lowers.
But it is not mine.
I don't breathe.
Summer doesn't exist.
Only Fall does.
