Tightness engulfs the mind
The demons of the soul creeping between the cracks
Incessant words ricochet around the invisible walls
Clasping palms over the ears to dull the sound.
The deep crimson petals fall silently to the earth
Their richness of tone begins to fade
As the drums beat louder
And the conductors snarl.
Tightness engulfs the mind
As the season evaporates into the history pages
And the witch hunt commences for those waving the sages
The footprints in the sand no longer display
A time where laughter consumed each breath
For we tred a new pathway
To pastures unknown
Take my hand
Breathe
Hormonestogravestones 