Normally,
I'm not anxious at all when it comes to these kinds of things
But I'm choking now
Fixated on staying afloat
My neck has gone numb and my eyes are wax
I remember her eyes when I was young
And my bones settle in time
I am a noxious trap for meddling thoughts
Justifying chronic limerence
Broken are the dreams I once knew
A seemingly solid idea, forgotten


Suffocating in these walls that I thought up
I caught a whiff of you, and it pangs me