The tidal wave crash of reality
A dolly zoom in real time
Burning sweat of laughing onlookers
Stand waving banners inside my head.
How did I get here?
And why can I not escape?
Every bead of sweat, every line on my brow,
I drown in my insecurities,
The things I had prided myself on all seem so
Embarassing, silly, childish.
The frozen moment slowly restarts,
But my head - my heart - doesn’t follow...
