A few steps, a few turns
More breathe, more burn.
I'm almost home from wondering around the outside world.
I'm almost safe from the faces that lurk about my inside brain
And my step is hindered
I've no hand to hold when I'm alone
Especially when my fingers are broken and my grip is cold.
From my nails it surges back into my head
It always goes back to the head..
And my thoughts are clouded and unfounded
Nothing to patent by
Not even a thing to pretend
And my step is scattered
Was it the sugar rush I forgot I needed?
Or the fatigue of my body that I don't understand?
Closer and closer I am to home
It seems that the fortress has already been breached and I'm about to surrender to mind games
Ten?
Ten more steps?
No..my legs
Wait..eight..
No..my brain
Five steps?
Three steps?
One step?
No..one step until shutdown..
I'm..
I'm almos-
