Past becomes sole happy moments
As future possibilities entice my
Present circumstance
And I’m sure this dance
Is forbidden
Smitten with attention
Darkness acquires my arm
Impulse shows no objection
Intellect is blurry
And I seem to be in this
Unsure hurry to sabotage it all
Mind goes blank and strings
Attached to me
Pull it all down
Yet I’m fully unaware of everything going on
Around me
This sound please
Just make it stop
It’s drowning me

~kb