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