Boom.

strike down these doubts

this evil that permeates every ounce of anything good and pure
it's all too much to bear at the moment
i feel frustrated and not in that good way

the drugs are speeding underneath
and i'll burst if the pressure isn't let out
through a dull slow drip

because anything more than an explosion
might pull me into its grasp

don't think bad things
the bad things might come true
you don't know your own power, you aren't aware

of how
far
these steps take us

and one gesture could
pull on something to unravel
and then only bareness
remains

so exposed and vulnerable
for everyone to judge by clips and pops

the wind carries us away from
this place
and I float in the sonic boom