My body is a mess of emotions,
My hands must be sweaty, because that sure is not...

I am so afraid.
Afraid of you. But, even more afraid of me...

Incognito infinito
your disguise...

The pit inside my stomach
grows with every swallow of pride...

My eyes are sore.
Sore from lack of sleep...

Smells of changing leaves
cling to the earth and the air...

Broken by the meticulous torture of my mind
I am no longer able to stand the instant replays...

Delirious from decoding
Fatigued from fear...

The moon is half full and the air is crisp...
The soft glow from an old lamp shade brings one...

I have this daily battle
Reminding myself of what is real...

I squeeze my fists
I stomp the floor...

The music rushes over me in waves.
It crashes down over me in a symphony of memories...