My fear is rising
And it doesn’t resolve with
Good timing
Flat and spiking
At once
I’m afraid and unmoved
My hands are like steel plates
Barely dangling from my body anymore
With the weight they hold
They’re no longer far from the ground
I’m traveling in one spot
Almost empty now
And nothing but rot
It’s time
Closer
I’m back to nothing
It so far now
But always awaits me
My plated hands are gone
How long is this misery