i find it hard
to turn inwards
when all my life has
been outwards, forwards, new words
but i hardly know why.

gravity pulls my body silently,
effortlessly to earth, as i
begin to drift in the stratosphere
a bird's eye view, i see everything
except nothing, which i know im
looking for.
yet, i hardly know why

i hardly know why
i feel betrayed.
so alone in this vacuum.
will i cry into the blackness, or
must i just light it on fire.
send smoke signals, call the doctor,
she's lying here dead. her visions went unanswered
unjustified, unsaid.

i hardly know why
i landed on earth.
i'm calling out loud, but im getting
the reverse.

i hardly know why
my emotions seem scattered
so invasive, agressive, and frankly too many
i can't stop, can't see, overload
help me.

but i hardly know why

and i hardly know me.