Things are caving in again
Walls turning in on themselves and bannisters stretching for the ceiling
Everything scattered on the floor
Just material object with no meaning
And everyone dances to the same tune
But I don’t understand the heartbeat
It’s all a confusion, am I ill, am I alien, is it…Me?
An urge to run to the sea, throw my phone to the rocks
And never look back
To the stars.