while you were sleeping I smelt winds that brought me back to summers of my childhood and I remembered what it felt like to truly be alone with a beating heart beside me nights pushed me on my own lost and dazed with dreams of sleep accompanied by only voices within who can't calm me when the walls bend surrounded by emptiness my backwards thoughts make no sense with so much to say I find no words I put my hands to the ground to ask the earth why is this contradictory chaos so consuming? will I come out on top? or will it **** me?