one step forward,
two steps back—

one step closer,
and I’ll fall
in the cracks.

hurry now, boys,
time won’t wait.

the judgement of
past conflicts
decides my fate.

a song and rhythm
I didn’t choose—

the beat’s got me hooked,
and I’m about to
blow a fuse.

greeted by the monsters
in my head,

trying to make sense
of this existential dread.

I just want
it to fast-forward—
to end.

hypnotic, so hypnotic,
it’s hard to unwind;

every twist and turn
makes it harder to find—

and get back
to baseline.

hurry now, boys,
time won’t wait.

the judgement of
past conflicts
decides my fate.