There is too much air in my chest
And not enough in my lungs
I stumble, reset, refocus
There are faces in the dark
With wisps of smoke for hands
That reach for me
My mouth opens to scream
And scream and scream but
No one hears a thing
I stumble to find the switch
For light that floods the room
Stumble, reset, refocus
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