Conan Jarenquill - Framed World

 

What lights the dark inside of me
Is a world with corners four.
I stare until my eyes do bleed—
Yet I can't reach its door...

This cinema, far too near,
I breathe its every scene.
Wherever I move my head,
The same film is seen...

Even if I’m not inside, I can’t escape outside.
Until the film ends, I can’t leave my seat...

I am in the scream of a child,
awakened by fear without cause.
Crashing into the wall,
falling to the ground,
I vanish at the speed of sound...

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