Brain is the greatest torture house, I am no exception. Each wave comes stronger than the last. There are voices in the water, I hear your voice in the water. Black holes in space submerge my thoughts and memories. Panic begs for sanity, pain pleads for death. A nightmare dimension, devoid of time and reason. I may have been here yesterday, I may wake up tomorrow. There are faces in the water, I see your face in the water. Clock runs a final lap for a useless existence. I’m dreaming inside of a glass home. I’d like to feel the air, I’d like to smile once more. I don’t know what day it is, I am unsure of the season. There are children by the water, I feel you walking by the water. How cruel, how numb must you be to love on the floating blue, a dying spec of light.