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