High

When the feet cannot stop tapping
Caffeine deranged my fucking conscience
And sub conscience

The yellow silence in the train fidgets
It fidgets
I need an outlet
I fucking crave an outlet
This is crazy, this is dangerous

I will not hurt you

Each nerve is restless
It precariously beats
Gnaws at the skin
Constantly
Constantly it debates

There is no numbness
It oscillates, it vibrates

Breathing erratically
Chaos- infallible
The urge to scream, to break

….

I hurriedly wrote it and could’t complete it as my station was pretty near.

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