I see myself opening the door
but I know I'm still sat on the bed,
I listen to the sounds that silence makes
where thoughts cant travel in a vacuum.
I instruct motor function like a school teacher
but the class ignores me, the bell never rings,
just muffled sounds, watching water drown
trapped under a blanket I keep pushing off
from this seabed, never surfacing.
I slip the colour from dawns pale wake
and bite its gold to prove it fake,
clutching tight a shallow breath
a deep sea diver with leaded steps.