Lights and sounds and activity
Should be awash in sensation
But nothing feels quite like
the way it’s meant to be
And I’m lost again
In beeps and boops
And the unexpected pain
All I can do is carry on
Throughout the darkness as it falls
So much to do and yet so empty
Body is weak and limbs are heavy
There’s nothing more to carry me
Buried in this fool’s parade
And yet I can’t stop now
Not hidden in the pounding
Nor asleep against the wheel
Lifted by the frames of metal
But never quite so gone as I am now.