Surreal

I can feel it in the back of my skull
The struggle of taking a breath
The curiosity of my heartbeat

What is my soul holding onto

The restless unease
A drive that stops at dead ends
A hand around my neck

Words that have been spoken to soon

It has a name

I fear to speak it

To speak life into the void that I dance with so effortlessly

I call upon my father
so humble and so kind

Fear to speak the name of the devil

Pride to call the name of the creator

Guide me
Lead me
Protect me

My savior