As the world rushes past me
My head spins
Blurs in to stripes of colors
STOP
But it doesn’t
Time doesn’t just stop
No matter how much I want it to
FREEZE
But alas it doesn’t
It just makes me feel dizzy
And now I fell
HALT
When does anything ever listen to me I wonder
People ask me “how do you see the world?”
I simply say “A phase of something I need to do before going on to something different”
STOP
I wonder what is to come of me once this phase is done
I stop in the middle of my meadow sometimes
Breathing in the warm air
FREEZE
The cold is a type of torture for me
Freezing in the middle of a sentence
Thinking of how many times I do that each day is sickening
HALT
Once I awake from my sleep I am in a new dream
If only that were true so I would not halt right in front of reality
Reality is the only thing that is killing me in this stage of life
STOP
FREEZE
HALT
STOP FREEZE HALT
STOP FREEZE HALT
STOPFREEZEHALT
Stop freeze halt
Stop freeze halt
Stopfreezehalt