As the walls move in

To run
The wind at your back
Pushing you faster
Acceleration
The thrill of leaving everything behind

Until pressure leaves you faint
Again the room starts to spin
And you wonder
Where is your wind? Your breath?
Suffocation is memory’s vehicle
And the walls move in
Yes, the walls move in

Shot goes down the drain
But it’s enough to kill the pain
Rather, it exacerbates
Relived
A letter short of redemption
A foot short of life
A foot short of killing others
The images of dreams
Distort like agave
Either way it’s the same
Like the silent rooms we visit alone
As the walls move in
Yes, the walls move in