Set The Stage
by Anatomy of a Ghost· from Evanesce
(haven't been here before? they won't be gone long)
bricks show through white textured walls screaming their story with such empty hospital feel,
so dull unforgiving floor (back down and face up) movement across ceilings strips of fluorescent lights
"So this is bringing back memories? Or are we too much for you?"
echoes from corners yet to be felt through dazed and vision hazing sedated no more struggling
ties thrown across chest and forehead forced back towards the walls meeting
air hangs thick calm marked in movement of finger tips as the pressure lingers
the stage is set to pour it out and fall out terrifying serenity wondering which one of us will fall first
shuddering shivering break thumbs force hands through these ties
"but did you miss the connections? Haven't you been here before? They won't be gone long."
skin will hold the bones together crawl down the air duct cinctured aluminum cell this claustrophobic escape
in grasping desperation powers down engines wake the shores