This thing I feel inside of me This haunting inconsistency Small dot of light crawls out of me Perimeters withholding I’m no longer controlling These little sparks from my fingertips I’ve been away for more than I could say You wouldn’t even recognize my face Veins of optic fiber
Pushing me further This thing I feel inside of me This haunting inconsistency Is it OK with you That I’m no longer flesh and bones? My body corrodes Is it OK with you That I’m not what you wanted me to be? I break so easily So don’t confide in me