7/27/2026

Sound is muffled

The tires hum over the asphalt

There are halos around any light breaking through the darkness

I could end it in a moment…

The pressure builds around my neck

The tightness slows my breathing down

I dig my nails into the steering wheel as I try to swallow my grief

It does not go down…

The shattering sound brings feeling back to my mouth

I notice as my chest fights to take in more air

Like a volcano it comes pouring out of me

Coming from a never-ending place

Bottomless…

It’s like I never heard myself before

Never heard myself speak…

It’s instantly addictive

Again…again… again!

I am scared, fatigued, and relieved

I’m gratified…

Again I ask myself, is this what made me?

Where I come from?