Corked in a landslide
The weight is strangling me down
I'm breathing waste
The lifeline has been visually aborted
Breathing through a foam of static
Cutting off the aux until I'm mentally impaired
The body is a machine
Blurring the lines between the contrast
Something that varies into a failed effort
Expectations laid to rest
Blurred out emotions
A grave mistake
The conscience has been evacuated
A small chance of clarity?
Something changed