Multiple Streams Of Consciousness.

((In my mind)).

Forever is taking a long time to come.

Some days i have to get really quiet so that i can even hear myself think. Everything moving around me feels like the vagus nerve of an inbreed city. The clanking of metal on glass, the irritation of the noise - the deep shame that only arises in the daylight— there’s a city of walls being built around my mind, body and soul.