They're screaming,
But in silence,
They hit me,
But it's real,
I'm falling apart.
You're flying away,
I don't know why,
Maybe it doesn't matter.
I'm losing a world,
While swimming in a hundred worlds,
These worlds are twisty,
Fear that hugs,
Joy that pushes.
They're coming,
You're running,
I float.
Mar 8
Mar 8, 2026 at 6:59 PM UTC
They're screaming,
But in silence,
They hit me,
But it's real,
I'm falling apart.
You're flying away,
I don't know why,
Maybe it doesn't matter.
I'm losing a world,
While swimming in a hundred worlds,
These worlds are twisty,
Fear that hugs,
Joy that pushes.
They're coming,
You're running,
I float.