The countdown resets after pressing “publish.”

Lighter being, reviving feeling

Can I make this last, I wish

At what point will it diminish?

This freedom from thinking

This freedom from needing

A voice, what choice is there?

Do you not feel it?  How unfair,

These bars rise above my view

It seems it’s time for another review

Of anything, everything, unfortunately

I am afraid I don’t choose the words,

If I did, it’d be done much more poetically