whens it all going to come crashing down
in suspended animation
this still life picture of emotion
its in my bedroom
in my living room
i keep it in my wallet
i carry it around with me
for i can never put it down
though it weighs not upon me
like a caged tiger
but i know that the bars are in my head
does it know that though?
what holds it back
that allows me to observe
unscathed
but fearful
when the mind breaks down
the walls break down
the bars come down
the picture comes alive
and i am otherwise