By Suffocating I Breathe
My wall of distress is an enclosure.
Windowless features are fitted to the doors.
Slivers of broken glass are shattered on a blood soaked floor.
My inner boundaries cannot absorb my call.
I am out of breath, by suffocating I breathe.
I want to turn, but I am too late.
I smell the flames, but the fires are the one which burns.
The bridge into time, collapsed in my mind.
Pillars of strength, washed by the waves, away without signs.
The dunes of sand are trapped inside the glass.
Mirrors are timing the hour by the silver clock.
Walk I do, bitter becomes better.
My sanity cracks the truth next to the wonders of Alice.
I fell faithless into the deep dark hole.
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