waiting for the next one to peel away a layer of consciousness
while i gaze into what the last one took
the inaction dissolves into me each time
neurons grow the wrong way, pulses wither
personality coalesces into droplets
familiar surroundings melt into mundanity
turn pearl flourescence to evaporated insanity
i'm reminded that fear is a choice that i make
and every day, i choose to be afraid
