Just like every yesterday.

Heavy heat

And sheets stick to my skin.

Can t get away from nothingness.

I try to get up

But i have to give in to the force that is keeping me down.

I overcome gravity

I look outside.

A cat cries out

Trapped upon a window sill

But is crying s drowned out by my screaming inside.

What will it take?

I wonder what it s like exposed outside

Would i be safe?

When will it break.

Try to look out

I see reflection i just want to break.

Sirens moan.

They re forever crying...someone s probably dying.

The sound sticks inside my head.

Talk to myself

I m company

But who is to say if nothing if said?

Two windows stare back at me.

Three stories high nothing is new.

I may sit

But someday i ll stand.

I ll muster up the will and fire myself through.

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