[Inno]

Pulsating sounds bounce off the walls, the chimes haunt me
Each ring saturated in the back of my head it’s a gauntlet, see
I can’t remember how I ended up hear. No recollection of it all.
It’s a somber sleep wide awake behind my eyelids I crawl.
Echos follow like shadows, shadows echo the limits of this prison.
No walls or bars but escape isn’t an option, only darkness
If I can harness this empty space maybe I can stop this.
With caution i move forward, way the few options
If I’m honest.
I have no way out, no light at the end of this engulfing tunnel.
The black is so vast each pigment hurdling together as if in a funnel.
In a bubble waiting for it to pop but it never does, screaming
Into this night hoping the sun spills out of my breathing.

That pulsing sound consistent with every minute of every hour.
Chiming like a reminder of my plight. Steady it gets louder.
Fading away in the background of the darkness
Only returning as a reminder of what’s it like behind my sockets.
Such a cruel endeavor, hope disguised as madness
Constantly looking for harbingers in the blackness.

As I start to Give up, concede that last ray of hope, like dyeing light
Fading into the shadows as if to say I’ve had enough, I can’t fight.
That pulse continues to haunt even now after I loose all might.
Salt on the wound maybe? I can’t place it but the vibrations clamor.
My patience staggers and I get anxious within my armor
As the light rushes in with the force of a thousand waves crashing
Against the shores of an empty port. Confusion sets but I must sort.
In a gurney, white sheets and plastic tubes sprawled atop my body
A singe window lets in the brightest sun I’ve ever seen.
To my right my wife sits next to me with a smile and a gleam.
As I look to what she has in her hand, that pulse returns once more.
Someone’s calling her.....