you

riot 

                                               yell

                      cry

fall 

the room is cold with nowhere to go 

and your body moves ever so slow

trapped in your own cell with invisible bars

you start to notice every scar 

and every itch 

your body starts to twitch

pulling itself apart 

squeezing the blood from your heart

and unraveling its brain 

it’s you: crawling out through all that membrane 

the real you