I know, exactly.
Everything swirls
the vapors suck you in
There is no clarity,
which makes you want to cry
I had a sinking sensation
maybe four times all together
it had an unmusical sound
chaotic, without rhythm
like the moise of nature,
stepped out of the shadows
Things swirl
I'm on fire
almost
I'm burning away into nothing
you can't tell where or why
Found out I almost died of shock
i remember
the place went dark
Humiliation shouldn't be a part of it
but,
pride isn't the right word
But it doesn't matter
know why?
Because I know exactly who I am
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