Maybe we need to sink a little to swim. You held me down to breathe through the pain. 

What is this, are you the fool; fooling yourself. 

You catch yourself holding your breath under water a little too dangerously long. 

This sudden drop with other intangibles, like impulse and punches. Maybe this time, time broke and why not. 

The questions and soundboards made everything interestingly curious. There’s nothing but just my mind scripting downplaying. 

Take a walk and don’t stop, it might just be the only way to keep going on. The need for the lungs to gasp, the heart to not arrest. 86 billion traffic between my head. It’s too loud. 

It isn’t easy. 

Don’t tell me.