Silent Introspection

Suffocation Comes from Inside

I've broken (middle) ground...
no, I won't land on my feet.

I'll only breathe -
the fatal suffocation of dry tears
as they force themselves upon me.

Surfacing alive
are the breaks between what's right...
only I shall see what pictures
flicker
on the inside.

And a chaotic inflammation
turns to
silent introspection.

So though I've broken ground,
I still land in my defeat.

It's a struggle just to think of
ending up outside my dreams.