Nociception & Nonsensical Metaphors

15 trapped in dependance

I'm done listening to Bright Eyes' perfect sonnet on repeat.
It's time I tap tap tapped my toes to another beat.

I find this feeling kind of rare.
But right now I feel like I can conquer this twelve stair.
All it would take is a dare.
I can do this first try.
It's a happy not a high.
That in this moment I find I don't want to die.

Freedom once in light of a prison
Now done away with my last shallow incision.

I love this present I've been given
And my future has been cranked to eleven.