In Tensions

I awoke to a new sun and a heartbeat in your chest in a rhythm that I'd never heard. I couldn't keep time, no matter how I tried. Each moment was a couple steps behind. This can't last. Awkwardly pacing, I find myself flailing as I try to pinpoint the direction you're sailing. Classically conditioning myself while you struggle with sustaining mental health. I chased after you but the tempo kept increasing and my lungs began to freeze. And as the darkness spread I heard a voice that said, “Quit wearing those holes in your shoes. Things don't exist just because you want them to.”