Disoriented beneath overstimulation.  
Voices hum like glass under pressure—  
etching through my thoughts.  
Sensations blur into splinters,  
emotion refracted,  
core unraveling.

Silence weighs fossil-deep,  
layered under memories  
that calcified too soon.  
Truth endures like a fracture—  
symbolic, visible,  
threaded seam by seam  
through the spine of me.

I catalogue collapse  
in mirror shards,  
each one echoing alone  
in the distance.