Fall In

Past the burning day, 

at bedtime when I shrug off sleep, 

when I've got school the next morning, and I shouldn't be here, 

 

I sit down and press play, and the noise starts, and the colors fly up around me, and cities erect and destroy themselves as the songs start and end. 

I fall in. 

I fall in deep. 

wph

VT

16 years old

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