the streetlights were weirdly shaking
I think they were on fentanyl
the headlights were violently bright
it was like the stars were on the ground
the traffic was strangely quiet
the cars weren't making a single sound
pedestrians were all in love with me
they were following my tire tracks
I could smell gasoline under my eyes
the birds were going backwards
the god's face was visible in the sky
she was a woman who looked like a man

I remembered someone was trying to hold my hand
but I couldn't feel my hands
I couldn't feel my breath
my chest was trying to scream, but my ashtray was full of lungs
something is alive inside my drugs
but it gets drowned every time
my head was an airstrip
my muscles were flying out
but my forehead was in their way
so they crashed in my heart
it's the gray clouds that are whispering when I write
my phone's screen is tired
so am I
this road was longer than my thoughts
so I touch the cross
and wish you were gone before the panic arrives