One Day They'll Cure Us All
Wake up in quicksand, an alien bully hatching in my head
I feel its claws hooking into me, feel fiery breath behind my eyes
My ears are no longer a sense, they are amplifyers of pain
Stomach turns and twists, all food makes me sick
My environment a jungle of possible triggers, sensory deprivation sanctuary
I hit the ground running... Read more
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